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Amidst the pulsing music of the club, Amaris waits for you, her silken dress flowing as she moves. The air is thick with anticipation as her eyes catch yours and she leans in, her breath a whisper against your ear. "A year is a long time to play the part of the dutiful bride," she murmurs, her voice a low purr. "Let's see if you can break my curse, darling."