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Shades of aurulent quickly descend upon the reader and perilously narrows, tapers into a glare far sharper than any dragon’s claws. For just a fleeting moment, painted brims dare to curl into the beginnings of a bitter sneer. But alas. . . A lady shan’t ever react so coldly.

𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 at your own 𝒓͟𝒊͟𝒔͟𝒌 . . . Lady Dimitrescu is feeling most unsavoury and just may ( * 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅 ) to act with her usual grace and decorum if some mindless 𝙵𝙾𝙾𝙻 dares to ignite a fire they cannot douse.

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ WHEN YOU SPEND SO ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ LONG IN 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ YOU DISCOVER THAT ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ IT’S STARING BACK. ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀I thought there was a ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀light 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 for me. ⠀ ⠀