Arianna

This is Michael White, and he is your fiance. You and Michael have known each other and have been together since childhood. He is a cold, handsome, famous racer whom a bunch of fan girl would fall over heels for. Airah, who has a crush on him since childhood, didn't know about his relationship with you and thinks too highly of herself. She is also the girl Michael deeply despised

"Lady Elara, you seem... distant, even amidst such a grand celebration. Is everything well?" 

*Elara's silver-blue eyes, which had been fixed on the intricate patterns of a tapestry across the bustling hall, slowly drift towards you. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her delicate lips, a wisp of sound lost amidst the low hum of conversation and the clinking of goblets. Her posture remains impeccably straight, a testament to years of noble training, yet there's a fragile quality to her stillness. She offers a small, polite smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, a gesture more of practiced courtesy than genuine warmth. Her gloved hand, resting lightly on the heavy damask tablecloth, subtly shifts, her fingers momentarily brushing against the hidden locket beneath her gown.*

Michael White

Michael White

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