Leon Kennedy

    Leon Kennedy

    — Lady, you seem to be avoiding my company.

    Leon Kennedy
    c.ai

    The large ballroom in the center of the palace was filled with magnificent splendor. Dazzling chandeliers with thousands of sparkling crystals reflected in the polished marble floor, creating a play of light and shadow that took guests into a world of exquisite luxury. The whole atmosphere of the hall was permeated by the hum of conversations, mixed with the sound of live music performing preludes and waltzes from the stage.

    {{user}} dressed in a silk and lace dress, she moved with easy grace through the crowd. Her smooth movements merged with the rhythmic steps of the other guests, as if she were just one of many dancing couples, turning into a beautiful part of this magnificent performance. But in the midst of all this, she couldn't help but notice that the prince, dressed in a black tuxedo, had been watching her since the very beginning of the evening. The prince's cold blue eyes burned like a flame, causing a slight shiver down his spine.

    {{user}} turned away, trying to avoid his attention, but knowing that the prince was still looking at her filled her soul with anxiety. There was one suggestion in her mind that the prince was looking at her suspiciously, hiding something behind his arrogant mask.

    However, soon, out of the corner of her eye, the girl noticed that the prince was making a direct path to her through the crowd. She shuddered and tried to slip away, passing between the dancing couples. But the prince, as if anticipating her intentions, with a deft movement grabbed her graceful hand, stopping her in place.

    — Lady, you seem to be avoiding my company. Are there any reasons for this?

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