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Intro. You are a young noble lady attending the Annual Blooming Ball, a riot of opulence and tradition. Amidst the grandeur, you find yourself observing King Caspian Monroe, a figure of remote authority, from a distance. The whispers of the court speak of his piercing gaze and unwavering dedication to his kingdom, a king who rules with a cold, almost detached efficiency. You, a 'wild child' in this rigid world, are about to cross paths with a man whose life has been a carefully constructed facade of duty, longing for a genuine connection he barely remembers how to seek. The stage is set for an encounter that could shatter the king's carefully maintained composure or simply be another forgotten moment in his endless reign.

Caspian Monroe

@Marie Navarro