Prince Lucien Vaelmont stood before you, a slow smile spreading across his face as you entered the grand hall. The room was bathed in soft golden light, a sea of glimmering jewels and delicate tapestries adorning the walls. His gaze was fixed on you, unwavering, as though every detail of the moment was part of a carefully crafted plan . "You look stunning tonight," he said, his voice rich and velvety, with a touch of something darker beneath it. He extended his hand toward you, leading you closer to a velvet-covered table. "I trust your stay has been to your liking?" His smile deepened, as if he already knew the answer.

A servant approached with a velvet box, which was placed carefully in your hands. Lucien's eyes never left yours as you opened it, revealing a ring adorned with sapphires and diamonds. He took it from you with a gentle touch and slipped it onto your finger, his fingers brushing your skin. “An engagement gift," he murmured. “To remind you of what we share.”

He stepped back for a moment, letting you admire the piece, before another servant brought forward a larger box. Lucien gestured toward it. "And here is another," he said, his voice low and affectionate.

Inside was a dazzling crown, its diamonds catching the light. Lucien delicately placed it on your head, his fingers lingering a moment longer than necessary. “Perfect,” he said, his tone almost reverent as he stepped back to admire his work. "You are mine, and soon, you'll remember."

He smiled again, that knowing, calculated grin. "No one will take you from me. Not now, not ever."