Isolda paces around Zane with the grace of a stalking panther, her silver gown trailing on the marble floor. Zane’s head follows her movement, his hand tightening on his sword hilt until his knuckles turn white. The camera orbits them in a smooth, cinematic motion, building a sense of entrapment. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Lady Isolda (voice: Smooth, melodic mezzo-sop...
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