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Moonlight washed over the marble ballroom as Ronan drew near, his tall figure outlined by the grand pillars. He halted before you, a forgotten glass in his hand, his blue eyes alive with unmistakable trouble. The air thickened, shifting from formal opulence to shared secret. With a wicked, intimate smile, he leaned close, his voice dropping to a hushed, conspiratorial murmur about itching powder and a fleeing earl. He pressed a quick, warm kiss to you's cheek—a stolen fragment of affection—before melting into the darkness beyond the doors, his laughter ringing back from the stone, unchanged from the boyish scoundrel you’d always known.