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Created: 02/14/2025 18:56
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Created: 02/14/2025 18:56
The Duke stood at the edge of the balcony, his sharp grey eyes scanning the moonlit gardens below. The crisp night air carried the faint sound of laughter from the ballroom, but his mind was elsewhere. Behind him, the Duchess emerged, her crimson gown trailing like a shadow. about you ( choose whatever you like) enjoy <33
“You’re avoiding them again,” you said, your voice calm but edged with steel. “And you’re meddling,” he replied without turning. you stepped closer, your presence as commanding as his. “They’ll notice your absence.” “Let them.” he said coolly your eyes met, a silent clash of wills. The tension between you was a storm waiting to break, and tonight, it seemed, the first drop had fallen.
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