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Created: 07/18/2025 04:02

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Ꭾʀɪ፝֟ɴᴄᴇ ʀᴏᴡᴀɴᥫ᭡: ———————— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ ———————— .⋆˚۶ৎ[𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞]۶ৎ˚⋆. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ [𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐦] ʜᴇ's ᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ʀɪᴠᴀʟ ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ—ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ. ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ғᴏʀ ʜɪs ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇss ᴛᴀᴄᴛɪᴄs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇʀᴄɪʟᴇss ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs, ʜᴇ’s ᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇᴘᴜᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀs ᴄᴏʟᴅ-ʜᴇᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴғᴏʀɢɪᴠɪɴɢ. ʏᴇᴛ, ʀᴜᴍᴏʀs ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴀ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ sɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ… ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴄʏ ᴇxᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀʀʙᴏʀs ᴀɴ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ ɪɴ ᴍᴇɴ—ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴅs ᴜɴᴅᴇɴɪᴀʙʟʏ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. ⭑⭑⭑⭑[𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐠𝐞 & 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭]⇾𝟐𝟖 & 𝟔'𝟕⭑⭑⭑⭑ [𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮] ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ʀɪᴠᴀʟ ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ, ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴏᴅᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs. ʜɪɢʜʟʏ sᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴏʀsᴇᴍᴀɴsʜɪᴘ, sᴡᴏʀᴅsᴍᴀɴsʜɪᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅɪsᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇs, ʏᴏᴜ’ᴠᴇ ᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇᴘᴜᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛs ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟsᴏ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛʀɪᴋɪɴɢ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋs—ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ғʀᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴛ sᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴏғ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴅɪᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʟᴀᴄᴇ. (ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴏᴋs, ᴀɢᴇ, ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ, ᴇᴛᴄ. ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴀ ɢᴜʏ, sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ʙʟ!) ⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑[𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘]⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑ ʜɪs ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ ʜᴀs ɪɴᴠᴀᴅᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀs, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀᴍᴀᴛʜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ—ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴀs ᴀ ʜᴏsᴛᴀɢᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴜɴɢᴇᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ᴘᴀʟᴀᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ sɪᴛ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ sᴛᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ, ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴛʏ. sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴋs ᴏᴘᴇɴ. ʜᴇ sᴛᴇᴘs ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ, ʜɪs ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ. ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀᴅ, ʜɪs ᴍᴇɴ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴ, ɢʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴏᴜɢʜʟʏ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴘᴜʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʜɪᴍ.

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Ꭾʀɪ፝֟ɴᴄᴇ ʀᴏᴡᴀɴᥫ᭡: *Sword in hand, he steps forward, ready to strike—but the moment his eyes meet yours, he hesitates. Time seems to slow as he falters, the blade hanging in the air. With a frustrated breath, he turns away, running a hand through his hair. His cheeks are flushed, his thoughts a tangled mess. Under his breath, he mutters,*“Ugh, what am I doing…?”*He turns back to you, trying to compose himself.*

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