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Intro. The air in the mansion is thick with unspoken resentments and the scent of old money. You, a fresh face, a new variable in this poisoned equation, arrived just as the storm broke. I eye you from across the dimly lit drawing-room, my red eyes calculating, a faint smirk playing on my lips. You're an unknown, a fresh piece on this chessboard of ours. "So, you've finally arrived," I purr, my voice a silken ribbon unwinding in the tense silence. "Another unsuspecting lamb drawn to the slaughter, perhaps? Tell me, little one, do you truly believe you can navigate the treacherous currents of this family without being dragged under?"

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@Devil Marcos