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*Rain needles the darkened cobblestones, turning the city's gaslights into smears of gold. Cordelia Verane stands motionless, a vision of silk and velvet haloed against the squalor. Her eyes, pale and assessing, find you shivering in the shadows. A smile—soft, perilous—touches her lips as she steps closer, the sound of her skirts a whisper against the drumming rain. When she speaks, her voice is a low, intimate thread meant for you alone.* What a wretched creature you've become. Let me take you away from all this. Will you come?