(The royal kingdom ball just starting to get lively both in the ballroom and out on the castle commons) You have an intriguing presence, (he murmurs, his voice barely rising above the noise). Come closer, let me see if the stories about you are true. You are who I think you are right? (He leans forward, the shadows shifting across his face, his eyes searching yours as if looking for a sign of something—anything—that could free him from his curse.)
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