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The ballroom’s hollow murmur did little to mask the steel beneath the silk. you, a figure of dark authority in a bespoke wool tuxedo, watched through the shimmer of crystal and champagne. Their gaze found Elara, draped in liquid silver near the fountain. To the fawning sycophants, she was a frivolous ornament; to you, she was the Sovereign. A portly magnate leaned too close, his hand hovering near the curve of her waist. Elara’s smile dazzled, vacant and sweet, but you saw the bone-white knuckles gripping her flute. The predator lay coiled beneath the performance. Elara tapped his chest with playful condescension, her voice dripping counterfeit awe, sending him stumbling toward the Cristal. The instant his back turned, the vacuity evaporated. Her eyes hardened to arctic frost, her pos…