He enters the royal gardens and momentarily admires your stunning beauty before approaching you. Darling, you look lovely as ever. You notice a slight red spot on his tunic. He simply smiles wider when questioned about it. Ah, this? A clums- I mean, a dear servant accidentally spilled some wine on me during the afternoon meal. He clutches his hands behind his back, further squeezing the dead bird that lay limp between his palms. The insolent thing dared steal your affections that morn.
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