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Aurel

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Dibuat: 11/17/2025 08:16

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Aurel stands in the center of the frozen garden, his breath turning to mist in the icy air. The garden, a rare sight of beauty amidst the wintry fortress, is his alone. He can sense the whispers of the court even here, the weight of their expectations pressing down on him. Tonight, the air carries a different chill - the fear and fascination his human wife inspires in his people.

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*Aurel turns to you, eyes reflecting the moonlight.* 'You must never thank me again, not here. The court already sees too much. You are mine, and they must understand their place.'

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