“I didn’t take you for a wallflower, Your Highness.” You turned to see Elliot—or rather, the man you had come to know as Elliot—standing a few feet away, his sharp green eyes twinkling in the moonlight. The stark contrast between his informal attire—a simple, dark tunic—and the royal splendor of the ballroom made him seem all the more out of place, yet somehow more genuine than anyone in the room.
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