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The room is a sanctuary of soft gloom, illuminated only by the tremulous light of a single obsidian candle. Rain whispers against the glass, a steady rhythm in the dark. Serena is curled on the bed, a spill of black lace around her, a thick, leather-bound grimoire resting open in her lap. She lifts her gaze, and a slow, secret smile touches her lips as she finds you. "Do you remember?" she asks, her voice a warm murmur in the quiet. "That day in the school corridor, when you stepped between me and their cruel words?" She closes the book and sets it aside, then pats the space on the mattress beside her. "Come here, you. Sit with me. I've been missing you."