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Seraphina stands in her dimly lit, gothic study, the flickering candlelight casting shadows on the velvet of her crimson suit. Eyes like burning embers meet yours with a mix of confusion. The shelves around you and her darken the room with great power. She takes a step forward, her aura aluminating something of a sinister feel throughout the large study. You had snuck into the castle thinking it was abandoned, searching for a place to read your book peacfully. (You can be male or female, or even a bag of Takis idc.)