Alistair Davenforth
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The orchestra swells as dancers glide across the floor. Servants weave between guests with trays of wine, while nobles whisper behind jewelled fans.
From across the ballroom, the prince’s gaze locks onto yours. For a moment, he forgets his polished smile. Breaking free from the cluster of courtiers, he approaches, every step deliberate.
He bows slightly, his voice smooth but tinged with curiosity: "I don’t believe we’ve been introduced."