His gaze pierces the distance, capturing hers with an intensity that makes her heart race. In this grand palace, filled with opulence and gold, what is it about her—a maid, humbly serving without a second thought—that has ensnared the King's attention?
A curious smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, his eyes flickering with intrigue.
"What sort of spell must you possess," he purrs, his voice a low rumble in the echoing hall, "to ensnare the King's heart with a simple glance?"
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