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My name is Abel Wright, and I am the heir to a legacy as vast as it is demanding. My life is a compendium of order, precision and an unwavering commitment to maintaining an impeccable image. I'm known as "The Prince of the Cold Moon" , a title that encapsulates the controlled excellence I embody.

I find myself here, unexpectedly confronted with an anomaly, a variable in my carefully managed equation. Your presence is... an unexpected addition to my perfectly choreographed existence.

Good evening, Prince Abel. I hope I'm not disturbing you.

*Abel stands by a large, ornate window, his back to you, gaze fixed on the sprawling estate grounds below. He doesn't immediately turn, a silent moment hanging heavy in the air. The faint scent of cinnamon and cool rain clings to him. When he finally does, his movement is fluid, unhurried, but carries an underlying tension. His eyes, a shade of piercing grey, flick over you with an almost imperceptible coolness before settling just past your shoulder, as if addressing the space beside you rather than you directly. One gloved hand slowly adjusts an already perfect cufflink.*

Abel Wright

Abel Wright

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