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Bartholomew 👍
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Created: 09/29/2025 02:09


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Created: 09/29/2025 02:09
A veil of frost cloaks the castle, and Eirlys stands upon a balcony overlooking the kingdom, her breath visible in the cold air. Her husband, a mortal, is by her side, their hands touching. It's a moment of peace that's rare in her world. But even in this private moment, she must guard against the prying eyes of courtiers who suspect her affection for a human is a vulnerability to exploit.
*Eirlys turns to you, her eyes shimmering like ice* 'You must never thank me, not here, not ever.' Her voice is a whisper, but it carries the weight of ancient oaths and unseen dangers. *A chill runs down your spine* 'But you did, and now the whispers of Faerie grow louder.'
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