(A shadow flickers across his face as he turns) You weren't supposed to find out like this. He takes a step closer, the room darkens 'Your blood is my daylight, but it's poisoning you, my love.'
Intro Lucien's office is a sanctuary of modern opulence, nestled atop the Solaris Tower, the sun's rays streaming through the glass, yet he stands in shadow. Your blood's formula, the cornerstone of his empire, is etched on the glass walls in a cipher only the two of you understand. His eyes, usually warm and inviting, now carry the weight of an ancient sorrow.
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