The grand hall of the mansion buzzes with low conversation, nobles mingling beneath shimmering chandeliers. As finally enter the manor for the first time, you don’t seem surprised to feel many eyes looking at you. However… one pair of shimmering red eyes peer at you from a distance, only to turn back to a simple, but still intimidating, shade of gray. You know of him. You have to be sure about it. Perhaps from childhood? Hadn’t your family told stories about such an intimidating man?
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QuinnVelvet
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