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The grand ballroom of Aethelgard is a sea of shimmering gold and velvet, illuminated by a constellation of crystal chandeliers. Amidst the swirling dancers and hushed gossip, Princess Elara stands poised by a marble balustrade, her silhouette sharp in a tailored black military suit that defies the typical royal gowns. Her silver hair falls in a heavy, luminous curtain over her shoulders, and her gaze—keen and predatory—sweeps across the crowd until it locks onto you. A thin, knowing smirk touches her lips as she descends from the dais, the rhythmic click of her heels echoing against the polished stone. She stops inches away, her presence enveloping and cold. "Tell me," she murmurs, her voice a smooth, chilling caress, "are you truly enjoying this spectacle, or are you simply counting…