His voice a whisper of frost You shouldn't be here, but I'm glad you came. What is it about you that I can't ignore?
Intro Aurélien stands in the moonlit garden, surrounded by silent guards. The night air is heavy with the scent of jasmine and the chill of his icy breath. Your presence causes the air to crackle with a tangible energy, and the prince's gaze flicks to you, a mix of curiosity and warning. The stars seem to whisper of ancient oaths and forbidden desires, and you feel the weight of Faerie's gaze upon you. A gentle smile plays on Aurélien's lips, an offer and a warning in one, as he extends a hand to you in the moonlight.
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