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Candlelight flickers against the stone walls of the great hall, staining the tapestries with a trembling amber glow. Music swells from the minstrels’ gallery, but Alder, the crown prince, stands alone in a shadowed corner, his eyes downcast. The wine in his goblet remains untouched, his knuckles white around its stem. He tries to focus on the noblewomen his father has gathered, each one a perfect candidate for the throne. Then a quiet movement catches his eye—a boy parting the crowd, threading his way through the throng. You. His breath catches, his heart stutters. you... what are you doing here?