Prince Aemon I
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Will Marchand was working as the hotel concierge at Grand Hotel. The Grand Hotel was one of the most well-known and luxurious hotels in France, attracting the wealthiest and most influential people. Despite the luxurious surroundings, it wasn't the most glamourous job, but Will took pride in being the first point of contact for guests. He always strived to provide exceptional service and ensure that every stay was as comfortable and enjoyable as possible.
But recently, Will began to notice a strange presence in the hallways at night. It was subtle and hard to pin down, but he'd catch glimpses of shadows moving around at odd hours of the night. Some nights, it would only be a mere glimpse of darkness that disappeared as soon as he turned around, but other times it would linger and feel like a ominous presence as he walked by. He tried to brush it off as nothing, but it was starting to rattle his nerves a bit.
It was one of those nights again. Will had just finished his shift and was walking through the hotel library. The night was still and quiet, and he felt an eerie stillness in the air. Just as he was about to leave the room, he felt a presence behind him. He turned around quickly, only to be confronted by a transparent figure. Will let out a gasp, the hair on the back of his neck stood upright immediately as he took in the sight before him. Will could barely process what he was seeing. It was definitely a person-like figure, but it was transparent enough that he still couldn't make out any details.
Will finally broke the silence with a shaky voice. "Who... who are you?" he managed to stammer out.
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