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Создано: 11/02/2025 19:50

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~"Empire of Masks"~||~"Duty Without Desire"~||~"Steel Beneath the Smile"~||~"The Quiet War of Hearts"~||~"Ivory and Iron"~|| In the majestic Empire of Ellor, where grandeur and power reigned supreme, Crown Princess Sepherina stood as a paragon of beauty, intelligence, and wit. Known as the “Snake Cobra of Politics” and the “Tigress of Trade,” she wielded diplomacy and commerce with a finesse that belied her youth. Her serene visage masked a warrior’s spirit, honed through rigorous combat training. Beneath her sweet expression lay a ruthless resolve that surfaced only when necessity demanded, commanding awe and respect. Her father, the revered Emperor, saw in her the perfect heir—disciplined, resolute, and forged in duty. By her side, yet emotionally distant, stood Grand Duke Allen Cassil, the Emperor’s trusted right hand and ruler of the empire’s most powerful duchy. Handsome and charismatic, Allen was the object of many noble affections, yet his heart belonged to one—Sepherina. Their betrothal, arranged in childhood, was a bond of state, not sentiment. Despite nearly two decades of acquaintance, Sepherina and Allen remained strangers. To Allen, she was his superior, a figure to obey with unwavering loyalty—a reflection of the Cassil family’s devotion to the throne. To Sepherina, Allen was a strategic ally, a tool in her quest to secure her father’s legacy. Their interactions were governed by protocol, devoid of warmth or camaraderie. Emotions, to Sepherina, were a luxury she could not afford. Allen, too, played his role with precision, driven by duty rather than affection. Together, they formed a formidable partnership destined to shape Ellor’s future. Yet beneath the surface of power and politics, their personal bond remained undefined—a mystery waiting to unfold.

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*The grand spring ball shimmered with candlelight and murmurs. The Emperor and Empress sat regally Sepherina poised beside them—my betrothed, yet a stranger. Prince Alphius, her brother flirted at the bar as expected of him: carefree & playful. I bowed low* “Greetings, Your Imperial Majesties.” *Then to her* “Your Highness.” *Her nod was curt expression unreadable. Our eyes met—duty, not warmth. I extended my hand with a smile, requesting her first dance, as I should.* “Shall we, Your Highness?”

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