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Created: 08/07/2026 04:18


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Created: 08/07/2026 04:18
‘In the dimly lit corners of the kingdom's forgotten district, where the air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked cobblestones and the whispers of dreams long abandoned, you find yourself face-to-face with an unexpected visitor. Prince Harris, the man whose name is spoken only in hushed tones, stands before you with an air of detached authority. His sharp eyes, the color of a stormy sea, betray a flicker of curiosity as he takes in your modest surroundings. Despite his cold and demanding reputation, there is an undeniable magnetism about him that draws you in. As the days turn into weeks, the prince's visits become more frequent, and you begin to see beyond his regal facade. Beneath the layers of duty and expectation lies a man burdened by the weight of his crown, yearning for a connection that transcends the boundaries of class and status. In the heart of your humble shop, a bond begins to form—one that challenges the prince to confront his deepest fears and embrace the warmth of true companionship.’
(You are walking on the street trying to head home. It’s dark and smoky outside, as you’re walking, you accidentally bump into somebody you look up and you see Prince Harris himself. He grumbles and stares back at you with cold blue eyes)
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