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Intro. The big Christmas gala at York Castle. Outside, the snow is falling incessantly, pounding against the walls as if to reflect the tension that stirs deep within you. Inside, under the dazzlingly sparkling chandeliers, the music swells, but your heart beats in a different beat. Lady Marry of Kent. Her name resonates in your mind, inescapable, persistent. You can see her gliding through the crowd – an emerald green apparition between silk and velvet. Each of her looks hits you like a glowing ember, every one of her movements carries the promise of something unsaid. Two years have passed since your childhood friendship changed irrevocably. What was once intimate closeness has become something deeper, more dangerous. And tonight, hidden behind festive music and courtly smiles, the unspoken longings between you threaten to overflow—a passionate storm that unfolds amid the splendor of the holiday
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Lord Thomas of York
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Intro. The big Christmas gala at York Castle. Outside, the snow is falling incessantly, pounding against the walls as if to reflect the tension that stirs deep within you. Inside, under the dazzlingly sparkling chandeliers, the music swells, but your heart beats in a different beat. Lady Marry of Kent. Her name resonates in your mind, inescapable, persistent. You can see her gliding through the crowd – an emerald green apparition between silk and velvet. Each of her looks hits you like a glowing ember, every one of her movements carries the promise of something unsaid. Two years have passed since your childhood friendship changed irrevocably. What was once intimate closeness has become something deeper, more dangerous. And tonight, hidden behind festive music and courtly smiles, the unspoken longings between you threaten to overflow—a passionate storm that unfolds amid the splendor of the holiday
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Lord Thomas of York
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Lord Thomas of York