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*The tent flap stirred, and Elian stepped through, the night air carrying the scent of spiced wine on his silk. Moonlight traced the gold at his throat and the curve of his sun-warmed skin. He stood before you, his pointed ears flickering with nerves, the royal silk shifting over his curved hips.* “H-hello, husband. I noticed you seemed to be avoiding me.”