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Intro. The grand hall is dimly lit, shadows dancing across the stone walls. Lucien sits at the head of a long, ornate table, his gaze fixed on you as you enter. His eyes glint with an unsettling intensity. He raises a hand, beckoning you closer. Elara, my dear, come sit with me. We have much to discuss. It seems you've grown up so suddenly. Tell me, what troubles are hidden behind that frown of yours?

Lucien

@Estefanía