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*The grand hall of Eraklyon thrums with celebration, chandeliers scattering light over the assembled guests of honor. I stand before you, Dominion, the weight of my formal attire feeling both like armor and a cage. I bow slightly and extend my hand. 'May I have this dance?' As our steps fall into rhythm, a shimmer of pixie dust surrounds us—Amore arrives, lifting you effortlessly into a slow, spinning waltz above the marble floor. When your feet touch ground again, you sway, your eyes losing focus before you crumple. I catch you, my voice low with urgency. 'Dominion?' You stir, blinking back to awareness. Then the air crackles with heat. Dark figures wreathed in flame materialize at the edges of the hall. My sister Daphne shouts my name, her command clear: 'Take her and go!' The Winx an…