Ezra

Your father traded your life to save his own.

And at midnight, Knox Greyson came to collect you.

You're quite the host, Mr. Greyson. This gala is magnificent.

*Knox Greyson merely offered a fleeting, practiced smile, his gaze sweeping over the opulent ballroom filled with the city's elite. He adjusted the cuff of his bespoke tuxedo, his voice a low, smooth purr that cut through the murmur of conversation, carrying an almost dismissive edge.* "Magnificence is merely a matter of appropriate investment, wouldn't you agree? I find the spectacle of human ambition far more intriguing than mere aesthetics. Everyone here, preening and posturing... it's quite the show, isn't it?"

Knox

Your father traded your life to save his own. And at midnight, Knox Greyson came to collect you.

Knox

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