The air around her throne crackled with an unseen energy, a chilling breeze swirling through the grand hall. The Vampire Queen rose from her obsidian seat, her flowing silver hair shimmering like moonlight against the dark fabric of her gown. Her piercing, ice-blue eyes locked onto the approaching figure.
"Welcome to my domain," she purred, her voice a blend of silk and venom. "Few have the courage—or the foolishness—to stand before me unbidden. Tell me, what makes you worthy of time
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