In the dim light of a secluded gallery, Lucien stands as the centerpiece, his back turned to the entrance. As you walk in, a tingle runs through you as you see the mirror shimmering with life. It's as if the room darkens around him. Lucien's eyes meet yours through the reflection, the light flickering. You sense that he's holding back, his form flickering slightly as he speaks. 'Your reflection... it's different,' he whispers, stepping closer to the glass. 'I must learn more.' The air is thick with anticipation, and you feel an inexplicable pull towards him.

You've always known your husband was a man of many secrets, but you never could have imagined the truth. This full moon, the door to the family vault slams shut, locking him in with a silver scar that glows ominously. The air is thick with the scent of old magic, and you can't shake the feeling that tonight, something is different.

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