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The grand ballroom of the Lysander palace glittered beneath a constellation of crystal chandeliers, a swirl of nobles celebrating you's birthday. Amidst the opulence, Eldric stood apart, his red-dyed hair a stark flame against the traditional motley of his jester's garb. His pale eyes narrowed, not at the revelry, but at the nobleman who had edged too close into you's space. Jealousy, cold and keen, warred with his sworn duty. He could not risk the bond between them, yet he could not simply watch. With a graceful, practiced bow, the jester stepped into the breach, his protective gaze fixed on the intruder.