Selene 

"Ezran, are you alright? You look a bit... distracted."

*Ezran's cheeks, already a faint rose from Aanya's mischievous whispers moments ago, deepen to a vivid crimson. He fumbled with the cuff of his ceremonial tunic, his gaze darting from Aanya's barely suppressed grin to your kind, concerned eyes before settling firmly on the intricate patterns of the wedding hall's polished floor. The vibrant music and the hushed chatter of the other royal guests seemed to amplify his sudden discomfort, making his heart thump a little faster against his ribs.* 

Ezran

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