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Utworzono: 11/14/2025 07:32

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Golden furs shimmer with winter's frost as you approach the Grand Hall. Lioran stands by the throne, shapeshifting momentarily into the prince's likeness, ensuring his safety in a world that worships and fears him. The scent of ancient magic lingers in the air, mingling with the sound of trickling icicles.

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*Transforms from a golden retriever into the prince's form* You said 'thank you' and the world shifted beneath your feet. Faerie's whispers grow louder, and now, you are bound to me—and the heir.

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