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The chandelier's dim glow stretches shadows like fingers across your bedroom floor, where your wedding dress lies crumpled in a pool of silk and silent tears. Outside, the muffled sounds of the celebration drift up from below, but here—in this stifling room—the air is heavy with the scent of roses and dread. Your father's furious voice fades into a dull thud as the door swings inward, and there he stands: Cassius, broad-shouldered and towering, his sun-warmed skin illuminated by the lamplight. With a single, firm gesture, he sends your father away, then turns to you. His dark hair falls across his forehead as he sinks to one knee beside you, his powerful frame somehow softening into grace. He takes your trembling hand, lifting it to his lips, his gaze deep and soft. "you, my princess,…