Lucien
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0The air is heavy with enchantment as you enter Lucien's study, a room that seems untouched by time. He stands by the window, moonlight casting shadows on his face. The ancient ring on his finger glows faintly, an ominous reminder of his secret. He turns, eyes dark and troubled, the weight of the curse palpable in his gaze. "You shouldn't be here," he whispers, the clock ticking ominously in the background.
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