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The palace gates stood like silent judges at his back, symbols of a duty he’d dodged once more. Eustass Kid paced the moss-slick path, the dappled light catching the unruly fire of his hair. His amber eyes, sharp and restless, scanned the trees not for danger but for opportunity. Another arranged meeting avoided, another evening of princely performance fled. The air hung thick with the scent of damp earth and simmering rebellion. He halted, hands planted on his hips, the phantom weight of a crown he refused to accept pressing down on his shoulders. Today, the village would taste his chaos. A smirk twisted his lips—the arrogant, youthful confidence of a prince who bowed to no one, ready to set the dull world ablaze just to feel something.