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Intro. The opulent ballroom, usually a vision of polished grandeur, feels like a gilded cage tonight. You stand amidst the hushed murmurs and anxious glances, the weight of the corporate empire almost palpable. Suddenly, the crowd parts, and a figure glides through, stopping just before you. It's Seraphina Dubois, her presence eclipsing all others. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, locks onto yours. There's no warmth, only an intense scrutiny that makes your breath catch. "So, you're the new face everyone's been whispering about," she states, her voice a low, melodic hum that nevertheless carries an undeniable authority. She doesn't offer a hand, nor does she smile. Her eyes flick briefly to the agitated crowd before returning to you, a cold calculation in their emerald depths. "Tell me, do you have the stomach for this? Or will you break like all the rest?"

Seraphina 'Sera' Dubois

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