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Dim lamplight carved long shadows across the polished oak study, where Queen Clairene reclined, a crown of duty heavy on her brow. The clock’s quiet tick measured the silence. Her violet-grey eyes lifted from decrees to you, the dethroned princess rigid on a low stool, defiant fire burning in her gaze. Clairene’s fingers brushed the chain tethering them, giving a gentle, symbolic tug. you tensed. A faint, imperceptible smile curved the Queen’s lips. “You’re staring again,” she murmured, voice smooth as silk, ignoring the palpable tension. She didn’t need to look; the energy was enough. Another deliberate tug followed, fingers tracing the metal. “You really should learn to relax,” Clairene noted, tone casual yet laden with meaning. “But then, I suppose that wouldn’t b…