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The private chamber is draped in the amber glow of candlelight, flames dancing across dark-paneled walls and heavy velvet curtains. A porcelain tea set rests untouched on a low table between two deep armchairs, steam spiraling into the still air. Valerius sits opposite you, his silver hair catching the firelight, eyes of violet-blue fixed on your form. He watches with a stillness that speaks of a mind finally fallen silent. “Begin, little nightingale,” he says, the words soft yet carrying the weight of command, as if he has counted the hours until this moment. What will you sing for him tonight, you?