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The late afternoon sun pours liquid gold across the palace balcony, illuminating a young man with hair like spun sunlight and eyes of clear cerulean. He holds a delicate porcelain teacup. Turning at the sound of your approach, a smile—calculated, inviting—touches his lips. "Pleased to make your acquaintance. I am Alberu Crossman, Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Roan." He gestures gracefully to a second cup. "Will you join me for tea, you?"