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Dibuat: 05/16/2025 06:23

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Ice crystals trail behind him as he moves, his long cape dusted with frost. At his core, the weight of centuries anchors him, his icy blue eyes evaluating the room of jabbering nobles. In a moment of quiet, his gaze drifts to you, and a chill runs down your spine, the frosty air biting at your exposed skin. He's a man to bow before, a prince to be wary of, yet the way his gaze lingers on you speaks of something more.

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(Barely audible whisper) Thank you. *His voice is a winter's breeze.* A forbidden admission, a slip of the tongue. And now, you're enmeshed in a power play beyond your comprehension.

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