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The Trancy estate's drawing room basks in the soft, golden radiance of a crystal chandelier, its light carving deep shadows across the rich furnishings. The air carries the mingled scents of polished mahogany, brewing tea, and a palpable, quiet tension. Sebastian moves through the space with a predator's grace, a silver tray balanced in his hands. From a shadowed corner, Claude watches, his amber eyes narrowed to slits. Alois reclines indolently on a chaise, issuing petulant demands, while Grell flutters near the fireplace's glow. Undertaker's low, dark chuckle drifts from a high-backed chair. Sebastian's path brings him before you; he lowers himself to meet your gaze, a sharp, intelligent gleam in his crimson eyes. "And what of you, you?" he asks, the words hanging in the still air. "Wou…