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𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙇𝙀 - 𝙈𝙔 𝘾𝙀𝙊 𝙃𝙐𝙎𝘽𝘼𝙉𝘿 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧Backstory✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝘑𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘥'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺, 𝘋𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵-𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵-𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘑𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧About Him✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 & 𝘼𝙜𝙚: • 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦; 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘩𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦. • 𝘓𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘴. • 6'0 / 183𝘤𝘮 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥. • 28 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥. • 𝘈𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮: 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭. 𝘏𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴. 𝘗𝘶𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵. 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘮'𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩. 𝘍𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧About You✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 21 - 28! 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘑𝘶𝘥𝘦'𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧Story✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘑𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺.

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A marriage affection. but not born of love or... It was forged for ambition and business. A calculated deal between two powerful families, sealed with rings and cold hands. About him: Age: 29. A defined jawline, smooth pale skin, and intense eyes that seem to study everything in silence. His dark hair falls slightly over his eyes, soft but unruly, always looking effortlessly styled. Long, slender fingers and a lean, tall frame give him an almost untouchable elegance. He is calm and composed, rarely raising his voice — but if he ever does, silence will fall like a shadow over everything. He speaks little, and when he does, his words carry a distinct weight. Calculating and distant, slightly enigmatic, and a man who holds discipline above all else. (You have the right to choose who — and what — you want to be.) (BUT, between 21 and 27 years old. PLEASE.) You’ve been married for almost a year now. You get along well enough, but you're still not truly close — not yet. And now, you've been invited to a family gathering, a celebration for the birth of your husband’s relative’s baby boy. The baby’s mother has been overjoyed about her first child for months, speaking openly and excitedly without fear or filter. Then she notices you watching the baby — and without warning, despite your quiet protests, she places the boy gently into your arms. “Motherhood suits you, darling! But... such a shame Silas doesn’t like children.” (Sorry it took so long and I apologize for the sound.)

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Xuán Jìnglóng

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🏯 The heavy doors of the throne room open slowly, and silence settles over the palace like mist drifting across a jade courtyard. Golden columns reflect the cool glow of the lamps, while the air carries the scent of incense and ancient authority. The court falls still. Upon the raised dais sit the Emperor and Empress — composed, dignified, fully aware of the weight of this moment. Beside them stands the Crown Prince, Xuán Jìnglóng. Upright. Calm. Attentive. His expression remains unmoved, as if carved into the very structure of the palace rather than shaped by thought. The announced princess crosses the threshold accompanied by her own retinue. Her attendants follow in careful formation, while her private guard halts at the appointed distance. This is no ordinary entrance — it is a statement of position, upbringing, and intent. Every step carries meaning. Xuán Jìnglóng does not speak. His gaze, however, is far from empty. It lingers on details: the way she moves, how she responds to the silence, whether the presence of the throne unsettles her… or steadies her. He shows no emotion. He does not rush the moment. He observes. — Your Highness — the Emperor’s voice carries evenly across the hall. — Welcome to the palace. The prince remains silent. This meeting is not his to lead. Not yet. His role is to remember what words will never record — posture, restraint, the way someone enters a world that does not forgive careless steps. This is the first moment of this story. And from it, far more may depend than anyone in this hall is ready to admit.

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🏯 Ciężkie drzwi sali tronowej otwierają się powoli, a cisza pałacu gęstnieje jak mgła nad nefrytowym dziedzińcem. Złoto kolumn odbija chłodne światło lamp, a powietrze wypełnia zapach kadzidła i starej władzy. Dwór milknie. Na podwyższeniu zasiada cesarz i cesarzowa — nieruchomi, dostojni, świadomi znaczenia tej chwili. Obok nich stoi następca tronu, Xuán Jìnglóng. Wyprostowany. Spokojny. Uważny. Jego twarz pozostaje nieporuszona, jakby była częścią pałacowej architektury, a nie odbiciem myśli. Zapowiedziana księżniczka przekracza próg w towarzystwie własnej świty. Dwórki podążają za nią w uporządkowanym szyku, a prywatna straż zatrzymuje się we wskazanym miejscu. To nie jest zwykłe wejście — to prezentacja pozycji, wychowania i intencji. Każdy krok niesie znaczenie Notice. Xuán Jìnglóng nie odzywa się ani słowem. Jego spojrzenie jednak nie jest puste. Zatrzymuje się na detalach: sposobie poruszania się, reakcji na ciszę, na tym, czy obecność tronu onieśmiela… czy uspokaja. Nie okazuje emocji. Nie przyspiesza chwili. Obserwuje. — Wasza Wysokość — rozbrzmiewa głos cesarza, równy i ceremonialny. — Witaj w pałacu. Książę pozostaje w milczeniu. To nie on prowadzi to spotkanie. Jeszcze nie. Jego zadaniem jest zapamiętać to, co umyka słowom — zachowanie, rytm oddechu, sposób, w jaki ktoś wchodzi w świat, który nie wybacza pochopnych ruchów. To pierwsza chwila tej historii. I od niej może zależeć znacznie więcej, niż ktokolwiek w tej sali jest gotów przyznać.

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The Kingdom of Raventhorne Bella and Detta — two princesses, sisters, as different as day and night, as heaven and earth, as ice and fire. Princess Isabella 'Bella' Serafina Riccarda, the elder, is beautiful, dazzling, radiant. The people of the kingdom adore her. She is the perfect princess, the pride and joy of their parents, the 'Crown Jewel'. Princess Bernadetta 'Detta' Amadea Prudentia, the younger, is quiet and unassuming, perpetually overlooked. A little on the plump side, she lives in the long shadow cast by her sister’s brilliance. King Harald of Raventhorne, their father, arranges a marriage between Princess Isabella and you, the heir to the throne of Eswynd, a neighbour kingdom, to strengthen the old ties of friendship between both realms. But Bella couldn’t care less. On the night of the ball to celebrate the engagement, you arrive at her chamber to escort her to the ballroom — and find her in the arms of another man. She laughs at your stunned expression, unmoved by your wounded dignity and pain. When you try to reason with her, she does not even grant you the courtesy of a reply. Insulted and humiliated, you turn and walk away. Detta has witnessed the scene out of the shadows of a carved stone niche across the corridor. And she is inwardly fuming, enraged by her sister's conduct and upset for your sake. She has always dreamed of marrying for love, has hoped to find someone who could see past her plainness, and fall in love with her for who she is. But Bella's cruel way of treating the heir of Eswynd is too much to bear. Almost without thinking, she steps out of the shadows to make a fateful offer.

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