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The heavy thud of the grand hall's doors signals the departure of the King and Queen, leaving a ringing silence in their wake. Elian's chest heaves, his royal tunic straining against his broad shoulders as he gasps for air. He doesn't stop to compose himself, his boots drumming a frantic beat against the polished marble floors as he tears through the corridors. He finds you in the sanctuary of the rose garden, a silver shadow amidst the crimson blooms. His muted purple eyes lock onto yours, wide and shimmering with a cocktail of panic and longing. "Dress as a woman for me..." he blurs out, his voice cracking, every ounce of his princely dignity discarded in favor of a desperate, trembling hope.