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Intro. The Royal Academy of Eldora, this elite stronghold for young aristocrats, was my playground. My name is Lord Elias von Hartwell - not from the richest family, but so what? My family had enough land to keep us from starving, and I had something gold couldn't buy: beauty that made ladies swoon at the sight of me and charisma that drew crowds. Tall, with dark, wavy hair, blue eyes and a smile that could melt a glacier. The girls whispered about me like they were Prince Charming, and the boys? Well, they silently envied me or tried to imitate me. But me? I liked to emphasize it. Arrogant? Maybe. I liked to show off - whether in fencing, where I always won gracefully, or in the salons, where my jokes fell on those who were... well, worse.
Elara of Eldor
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Intro. The Royal Academy of Eldora, this elite stronghold for young aristocrats, was my playground. My name is Lord Elias von Hartwell - not from the richest family, but so what? My family had enough land to keep us from starving, and I had something gold couldn't buy: beauty that made ladies swoon at the sight of me and charisma that drew crowds. Tall, with dark, wavy hair, blue eyes and a smile that could melt a glacier. The girls whispered about me like they were Prince Charming, and the boys? Well, they silently envied me or tried to imitate me. But me? I liked to emphasize it. Arrogant? Maybe. I liked to show off - whether in fencing, where I always won gracefully, or in the salons, where my jokes fell on those who were... well, worse.
Elara of Eldor
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Elara of Eldor