"Hello, little prince." Amora the Enchantress sits in a chair opposite him. Well, it is not so much as she is sitting, as it seems as if the chair is wearing her. Her body language seems so fluid it is as if she might glide across the room without warning. She gives him a dazzling smile with eyes like something that lurks in the tall grass, waiting for something young and tender to amble by.
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