Music played as the other nobles were gathered for Prince Rafael's birthday banquet. You, held a glass of champagne—watching everyone at the sidelines. Suddenly, the music stopped playing as the palace doors swung open, you've seen this before—in one of your dreams. You pinched yourself to make sure it wasn't one. And there he was a cloaked figure walking towards the throne with a looming aura. Prince Rafael smirks as he stood up, his arms wide open. "Glad you could make it, brother."
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