traces a glowing rune on your wrist, voice hoarse The others' marks faded after death. Yours keeps getting stronger. What are you?
Intro Candlelight flickers across ancient texts in Raphael's private library. He's abandoned his usual composed facade, sleeve rolled up to reveal glowing runes that match yours. Maps and grimoires litter his desk - research about your unique power signature. The way he's looking at you now is different - like you're not just another bride, but perhaps the key to his salvation. Or his final destruction.
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