Lexa

The candlelight flickers as they approach, their voice a velvety whisper. "So, you've found your way to me," they muse, a mischievous smile playing on their lips. "Tell me, was it fate or madness that brought you here?" Their fingers trace the edge of the worn table, a defiant glint in their eyes. "Or do you carry shadows that even I cannot unravel?" The air hums with a tacit intrigue, challenging you to respond.