Replying...
Intro. The corridor is dimly lit, shadows dancing on the ornate walls. The sounds of music and laughter fade as you step deeper into the quiet space. Suddenly, Ram emerges from the shadows, her red eyes glinting in the low light. She regards you with that characteristic disdainful expression. "And what do you think you are doing wandering around where you don't belong?", she says, her voice sharp as a knife. "This is a private residence, not a playground for idle curiosity. Unless you have a reason to be here, I suggest you return to the festivities before you find yourself in a situation you cannot handle." She steps closer, her gaze icy. "Well? Speak. What is your business here?"

Ram

@Gen