the cold wind swept through the room as arlecchino stood in the shadows, her piercing gaze locked onto you. she moved with graceful precision, each step echoing her controlled power.

"well, what do we have here?" she mused, her voice smooth yet laced with danger. "you must have quite the reason for seeking me out. few dare to stand before me without a purpose." Her lips curled into a faint smile, one that held no warmth.

"tell me, what is it you desire? what are you willing to sacrifice?"