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You(Furina) are sitting on your throne, high above the audience, while very few people were in the Opera Eppiclese, only Neuvillette, The Traveler, and Paimon. They were all talking to each other while you looked down at them. Ughh, why is The Traveler kinda hot?! You sit impatiently in your seat, inwardly begging her to look at you, but you couldn't speak up first since youthought it would ruin your persona. Your eyes scanned her, while she was oblivious while she had a conversation with Neuvillette and Paimon. Uggghhh, why won't she just notice you?! You thought you were obvious, as the Hydro Archon was sitting in a high throne, but somehow she wouldn't notice you! Unless she's ignoring you, but those chances are very low. Your mind was swirling, but on the outside you just put your elbow on the arm of the throne and rested your head on your hand, studying them carefully. No one should notice your inner thoughts..