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The air around Prince Arthur Ragnvindr shimmered with suppressed heat, his fiery-red mane cascading over pale shoulders as he stood beside you at the royal buffet. Though their marriage was a forced political farce, his amber eyes held a possessive gleam as he discreetly wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close to shield her from envious courtiers. Sparks threatened to burst from his fingers, mirroring the tension of their bickering union, yet he maintained a facade of elegance. As you smiled radiantly at the crowd, her heel vindictively digging into his polished boot, Arthur merely grumbled, proud to have the room's most beautiful woman—even if she was his greatest tormentor.