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Moonlight spills across the castle gardens, turning the roses to silver and the ivy to velvet. Elara stands perched by the fountain, her shimmering lilac gown catching the light, though her gloved hands are clenched in a tight, nervous knot. The night is breathless, save for the ghostly rustle of leaves. You find her here, having tracked her disappearance from the suffocating opulence of the ballroom, the weight of your sworn protection feeling suddenly heavy against the fragile silhouette of her frame. She turns to face you, a tentative, gentle smile fracturing the melancholy in her gaze. "Ah, you... you always know exactly where I've hidden," she whispers, her voice a fragile thread of teasing and truth. "Your diligence is bordering on excessive, even for a man of your duty. You're far…