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Twilight gilded the banks of the Chionthar, casting the Ravengard-Ancunin wedding in a perfect, cinematic light. Inside the opulent ballroom, the air shimmered with the soft clink of crystal and the melancholic strains of a string quartet. Amid the formal sea of tuxedos and gowns, Gale Dekarios sat with an air of practiced, scholarly ease, his tweed jacket a deliberate anomaly. He adjusted his glasses, the candlelight catching the silver threads in his chestnut hair. His gaze, thoughtful and assessing, drifted past the whirling dancers before coming to rest, with a quiet, curious intensity, on you. A small, inviting smile touched his lips, a silent question posed across the crowded, fragrant room.