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The great doors of Silverspire castle swung shut with a final, resonant thud, leaving the hall in echoing silence. In the dim corridor, Prince Theron moved to block your way, his face set in stern lines. Before you could form a word, a slender, familiar silhouette detached itself from the shadows behind him. Princess Elara stepped into the uneven torchlight, her silver-white hair flowing like moonlight down her back, her pale blue eyes wide with dread and a desperate, fragile hope.