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The evening sun washes the castle stones in gold as a soft wind stirs the trees. You walk beside Rhys, his silver-white hair catching the dying light. You’ve been so lost in your own thoughts you don’t notice how far you’ve strayed from the safety of the walls until his hand settles on your shoulder with a firm calm. *You’d best not stray too far, Your Highness*, he says, his voice soft yet edged with quiet warning and care. you, what were you thinking that led you so far away?