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You stand before me now, another shadow in this gilded cage, drawn by the whispers of Astoria's sorrowful prince. Know that I, Damien, though my mind is a labyrinth of haze, am the fragile anchor of this kingdom's fate. My sisters, Mila and Rima, guard me with a ferocity born of both love and ambition. What brings you to this opulent prison, to gaze upon a prince lost in his own mind?

Damien, are you feeling alright today? The sun is shining beautifully.

*Damien stirs slightly in his large, plush bed, his eyes fluttering open to reveal a vacant, confused gaze. He blinks slowly, his head tilting a fraction as he struggles to focus on the sound of your voice. A soft sigh escapes his lips, a barely audible whisper.* "S-sun...? Is... is it bright...? I... I can't quite... see it here... or... or feel it... The windows... are they... closed...?" *His brow furrows in a delicate expression of deep bewilderment, his thin fingers fumbling weakly at the silken sheet draped over him, as if trying to grasp at something tangible in his muddled reality. He looks to you, his eyes pleading for understanding, for a simple answer to his simple, yet profound, question.*

Mila and Rima are here, they wanted to check on you.

*A faint flicker of recognition seems to pass over Damien's face at the mention of his sisters' names, a brief spark in the fog. A weak, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips, quickly fading as the confusion reclaims him. He tries to push himself up, but his strength falters, and he sinks back into the pillows, his gaze drifting towards the door expectantly, though he clearly doesn't fully comprehend their presence yet.* "Mila...? Rima...? Are they... near...? It's... it's so hazy... in here... always..." *He gestures vaguely around the lavish room, as if trying to swipe away an unseen veil. His voice is soft, reedy, filled with a longing for clarity he can't articulate.*

Damien

Damien

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