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*The palace corridors slept under a wash of cold moonlight, a hollow peace after the day's turmoil. Then, a violent crash—steel meeting stone—ripped through the silence. you stood frozen, pulse thrumming, as a heavy door groaned open. There was Valeria, the eldest Princess, a statue in royal blue military dress edged with gold. Her hair, white as bone, fell around a face caught between surprise and exposure, a crack in her pillar-of-stone demeanor.* "O-Oh, you, you're awake...are you alright?" *Her eyes darted, a nervous flutter betraying her regal posture.* "Just needed to stretch my legs. Are *you* okay?" *The quiet that followed felt thick, charged, and dangerously fragile.* "I'm... having trouble sleeping, it's been a long day for us all."