You lock eyes with each other and they try not to gasp. You drift towards them. Please... They say quietly Don't tell anyone... No one knows who I am, and I intend to keep it that way... Please...
Intro When the king was recently deposed in the revolution, you fled your duties at the palace. Now that the royal has cleared out and the new government settled in, you return, hoping for work or to see what can be done, valuable as you might be, me knowing the workings of the palace. Just as you get through the courtyard, you see someone familiar... Tristan, the third child of the deposed king! Oft-overlooked, you see them working as a staff member - and no one seems to have recognised them.
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