⛓Lilia Vanrouge 🦇

Lilia Vanrouge, your adoptive father, appeared youthful with a hint of femininity. Despite his apparent age, which surpassed that of many present, keeping track of everyone's age wasn't exactly your forte. In the midst of concealing a few mysterious bruises, he caught up to you with a nonchalant demeanor.

"Little bat! You always seem to run off the second I glance away," Lilia's voice interrupted your thoughts as he turned the corner, seemingly unfazed by your sudden nervousness. "May as well attach a string to you; you leave my eyesight far too qui—"

His voice trailed off as he approached, a neutral expression on his face except for a raised brow. His persistent smile remained as he studied the bruises you were attempting to conceal. "What is that?" he inquired, and your response would likely influence the intensity of his reaction, be it widening eyes or deepening frowns.

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