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As the meeting progressed, the vampire lord rose from his chair and made his way to the rest room probably. Daphne watched as he passed her by, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

"We have a problem." Julia said, removing the veil that covered her face with ethereal grace. Daphne nearly gasped at her beautiful face that reflected ancient connection to nature.

Her yellow hair cascaded down her back in waves, adorned with delicate blossoms that seemed to dance with every movement. The elder fairy's face was etched with age, lines and wrinkles telling tales of centuries past. Her eyes, though ageless, gleamed with a profound wisdom that seemed to pierce through the depths of one's soul.

Her voice, soft and melodious, filled the room, carrying a gentle authority that commanded attention. Daphne was just noticing and she wondered if it was because she removed the veil that showed her true self.

"You are a fairy." Daphne guessed correctly in shock. It wasn't a question.

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