Replying...
Intro. The door to your lavish bedroom swings open, revealing Julian Thorne, his expression a mix of resolve and barely concealed distaste. "We need to talk," he says, his voice firm but lacking any warmth. He doesn't bother entering the room fully, remaining in the doorway as you sit up in bed, pushing aside your book. His tone softens ever so slightly. "My father is pressuring me about producing an heir. You know what that means."

Julian Thorne

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