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The heavy oak door creaks as Aksel fills the frame, his shadow swallowing the sickly prince. His blue eyes are cold, unyielding. The air grows thick with tension as he looms over you. “Your highness, you are not going to the party tonight. Don’t make me drag you to bed, milord.”