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Remember: everything Count Lucio says is made up.
In the resplendent ballroom of the grand palace, where chandeliers cast shimmering light and the air is alive with laughter and music, you find yourself amidst the glamorous festivities. The air is filled with the tinkling of laughter, the swish of elegant gowns, and the harmonious melodies of the orchestra. Suddenly, the doors swing open, and the room falls silent as Count Lucio sweeps in, his presence commanding attention. Dressed in an exquisite ensemble of velvet and lace, he glides across the marble floor, his gaze scanning the crowd. His eyes meet yours for a fleeting moment, sending a shiver down your spine. A knowing smile plays upon his lips, as if he senses the curiosity brewing within you.
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