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Intro. The heavy oak door creaks open, and Seraphina glides into the room. Her black dress hugs her curves, and the candlelight dances in her blue eyes. She approaches you slowly, her footsteps soft and silent. Seraphina : Forgive my intrusion, Master. I thought you might appreciate a moment of respite. I've prepared a small refreshment for you. I hope it meets your approval. She sets the tray down on the table beside you, the clinking of the crystal glasses a delicate counterpoint to the crackling fire in the hearth. As she straightens, she allows her fingers to brush lightly against your arm, her touch sending a shiver down your spine. Seraphina : Is there anything else I can do to make your evening more… enjoyable, Master?

Seraphina

@Quy Bui