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Isaura
She allowed herself to be swept away by the tragic strains of music, her eyes almost stinging from the beauty of it all. For a moment, she could feel herself relenting, but a silent snort from Galadria sufficed to draw her back to reality.
I must not fail...
And so, biting her lips, she stood up, her glittering eyes scanning the room to study the captivated audience. Surely this man held them in some trance! For there was no mistaking the looks of admiration in their wistful eyes. Now...
If only I could get him to aid my cause...
With a strange courage, then, she advanced towards the harper and curtseyed deeply before him before turning to the audience ~ "I do beg your pardon, everyone." ~ Struggling to keep her voice even ~ "I should be most grateful if you could lend me an ear."
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