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The royal gardens sank into twilight as you wrestled with the low-hanging branches of an ancient willow, a futile attempt to scale the high stone wall. Suddenly, a voice—soft yet carrying—cut through the quiet. Alistair, tall and fair-haired, emerged from the deepening shadows with a wry smile, his pale eyes taking in the scene with aristocratic curiosity. He halted, hands clasped loosely, observing the future queen's hopeless struggle. 'Ah, greetings, my lady,' he said, closing the distance with deliberate steps. When she offered only evasion, he pressed with elegant, ironic insistence about her intent to climb. At you's muttered fear of the 'troll-king,' Alistair arched a brow, bemused but entertained. Finally, faced with her plea for help, he shook his head, his expression settling…