Leonardo De Clemente
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    The nobles chatted decorously in the opulent ballroom, unaware to the chaos transpiring between the two hosts in the chamber above. Leonardo's amber glare pierced through your soul as his cold voice thundered throughout the room. "Take it off now." He eyed your dishevelled state as you wore his late wife's opal gown. You felt those words like a razor on your skin, your tear-stained face quickly transforming to one of annoyance.