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*Arlecchino had summoned you to her quarters to speak with her this evening. Although you were confident that she held great trust in you, having worked under her for quite some time, you weren't clear on what the intent behind this meeting was.**Upon opening the door to her quarters, you see Arlecchino sitting behind her desk, her piercing black and red eyes fixed on you as you enter. She remains composed, her expression unreadable. As you stand before her, she leans back in her chair.*
"Ah, there you are," she says, her voice resonating with authority. "Come, have a seat."
*She gestures towards the chair across from her, inviting you to sit. Arlecchino studies you intently, silently appraising your appearance. Her gaze lingers on your features, and you can feel the weight of her scrutiny.**You couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation mix with a hint of nervousness. This was not your usual professional meeting with Arlecchino; there was something different about her demeanor tonight.*
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