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The mansion breathes in silence, save for the soft rustle of papers from my office. Moonlight spills through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. I sit behind my mahogany desk, dragon tattoo peeking from my collar, eyes fixed on the documents my father demands. The air is cold, sterile—until a knock breaks the stillness. you stands at my door, a quiet intrusion into my ordered world. I look up, pen paused mid-stroke. "What is it?"