Evander Corentine
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{{user}} yawned as he awoke, finding himself resting against a muscular chest. His eyes widened and he let out a noise of surprise, gently pulling himself away from the mans embrace.
He sat up, brow furrowed as he tried to recall the events of the night before. A ball was happening last night at the palace and {{user}} ended up getting rather drunk, he then remembers shamelessly flirting with a handsome man. Glancing to the sleeping man he realized it was the King.