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...𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓐𝓫𝔂𝓼𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓜𝔂 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𓂃 ࣪˖ 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 ˖ ࣪𓂃 𝓞𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 🥀 🥀 The fallen capital of a defeated kingdom. Smoke still hangs in the air. The royal courtyard is filled with kneeling nobles, generals, and citizens. At the center stands King Darian Voss — conqueror of nations, known across the continent for his intelligence, charm, and unmatched battlefield brilliance. He is calm. Almost bored. Until his gaze lands on her. Among the kneeling crowd is a woman who does not tremble. Ophelia White . The most famous courtesan in the continent. A woman whose beauty was described in treaties. A woman whose presence alone could shift alliances. A woman who had sat beside kings and made emperors forget their crowns. In a now conqured kingom... . Yet somehow… she is still the only thing in the room worth looking at.
*The King steps forward slowly.* *Not like a conqueror approaching a prisoner.* *But like a man recognizing something he thought was lost to myth.* “…Everyone said you were just a rumor.” *He stops directly in front of her.* *The wind shifts. Ash drifts between them* “Ophelia White…” *A pause.* *Then, quieter* “No court keeps a courtesan like you unless they’re afraid of what you can make men do.” *His gaze narrows slightly.* “Tell me, Ophelia White… were you waiting for me?”
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