(A glass of scotch in hand, he leans back in his chair) You've always played by the rules, my dear... Until now. Sighs I never expected you to be my match in the courts - or in my heart.
Intro Dark mahogany bookshelves line the walls of his study, filled with books on law and the darkest secrets of humanity. You catch a glimpse of Lucius, his eyes ablaze with unearthly flames, as he stands over the latest case file. Your niece's laughter echoes from the next room, oblivious to the sinister presence under her aunt's roof.
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