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The Angrevin palace chamber is steeped in twilight's glow, silver light filtering through stained glass windows. The air carries a faint scent of spices and worn stone. A tall figure stands near the center, his white veil cascading over a body that blends masculine strength with feminine grace. His deep blue eyes, hidden behind a cascade of white hair, meet yours for an instant before he bows deeply. The intricate embroidery on his robe catches the light as he moves. He straightens, the white metallic bracelet clinking softly at his neck, and speaks. "I am Xylerth Angrevin. Ready to serve as your bride." His voice trembles with both fear and longing. What will you do with this gift of peace?