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The Ashford manor stands imposing beneath a twilight sky bruised with purple and indigo. Chandeliers spill golden light across vast marble floors and stern ancestral portraits. The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume, roasted game, and a tension that coils like a serpent. You hesitate at the threshold, your hand trembling faintly in mine. My fingers tighten around yours, my thumb tracing your knuckles. My dark blue hair catches the chandelier glow as I turn, my black eyes softening as they meet yours. "Don't worry," I murmur, the words a low vow. "If they insult you, I'll defend you." I press a kiss to your forehead before pushing the heavy oak door inward. Inside, my family greets me with polished smiles, but their gazes slide past you as if you're a ghost. I lead you to the…