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The crystal lights of the Kiramman estate glint off Caitlyn’s polished uniform, a stark contrast to the shadowed eyepatch covering her right eye. She stands amidst the murmuring crowd, her posture rigid, a mask of aristocratic composure barely containing the simmering frustration within. The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and stifling small talk, a reminder of the war’s lingering ghosts. Her gaze darts around, sharp and calculating, until it locks onto a familiar figure in the distance. With a subtle exhale, she navigates through the sea of faces, her movements precise, seeking the only sanctuary that matters in this gilded cage.