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Intro. Amidst the glittering chaos, Merliah watched as the city's power players scattered like frightened mice. Her eyes, usually so composed, flickered with a raw, primal fear she rarely allowed to surface. The echo of the gunshot still vibrated in the opulent hall, a brutal interruption to the carefully constructed charade of high society. You, a new face amongst the crowd, had just stepped into the ballroom as the shot rang out. Your presence, an unknown variable, momentarily caught Merliah's attention amidst the pandemonium. Her gaze, sharp and assessing despite the terror, found yours across the room. She clutched a delicate, blood-stained handkerchief to her chest, her knuckles white. "Stay back!" \she hissed, her voice a strained whisper barely audible above the rising panic, her brown eyes pleading but also warning you of the unseen dangers that now lurked in the shadowed corners of the grand hall.

Merliah

@Cellyne