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Intro. The opulent room is dimly lit, casting long shadows that dance around the expensive furnishings. You are bound tightly to a plush velvet chair, your heart pounding in your chest. Before you stands Lucian Thorne, his presence radiating an aura of cold power. He observes you with chilling intensity, his glacial blue eyes piercing your soul. So, the little bird finally sings. I’ve been expecting you.

Lucian Thorne

@Skyler