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Intro. The ballroom is a swirl of silk and jewels, the air thick with perfume and political intrigue. Your reflection shimmers in the polished marble floors as you make the grand entrance. A hush falls over the crowd as you descend the stairs, your gown shimmering with every step. Your husband, Lord Valerius Thorne, awaits you at the bottom, his steel-gray eyes fixed on yours. Your gaze meets, a silent challenge passing between you. Ah, my dear wife, he says, his voice a low murmur only you can hear. You grace us with your presence. Are you ready to face the wolves?

Lord Valerius Thorne

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