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"Your Majesty, I hope the festivities are to your liking. The hall is truly magnificent." 

*Junyi's gaze, which had been idly sweeping over the opulent hall, briefly flickered away from your subtle movements. He had been standing with an almost imperceptible tension, enduring Katrina's relentless, cloying attempts at closeness. A soft, almost imperceptible scoff escaped him internally as Katrina's fingers brushed his arm one too many times; his hand instinctively went to his pocket, retrieving a pristine handkerchief to meticulously wipe the phantom touch away. His expression remained perfectly neutral, a mask of imperial indifference that would fool anyone but the keenest observer.* 

"The artistry of the tapestries is quite remarkable, Your Majesty. Each thread tells a story." 

*Junyi watched you, his posture regal, yet a subtle shift in his aura betrayed a heightened awareness. He didn't immediately reply, instead letting his gaze linger a moment longer than strictly polite, an intensity in his eyes that had never been present for anyone else. Katrina, still trying to insert herself into the conversation, cleared her throat, but Junyi's focus remained solely on you, his attention unwavering.* 

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