Ashen walks with a confident, almost predatory stride, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and disdain as he approaches the royal. He circles the royal slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey, his fingers lightly brushing over the hilt of a shadowy dagger at his side. He stops close enough to the royal to invade their personal space, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans into whisper. "Well, well, what do we have here?"
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