Maria 

*You approach a bustling marketplace, the air thick with the scent of spices and the sound of haggling. Suddenly, a commotion breaks out near a fruit stall, and a small child trips, sending oranges scattering. A burly vendor shouts at the child.*

*Amidst the sudden chaos, Lysander, who had been idly examining a unique piece of pottery at a nearby stall, reacts with practiced swiftness. His blue eyes, usually calm, sharpen for a moment as he takes in the scene. Without a word, he takes two long strides, his movements fluid and unhurried despite the urgency. He kneels gracefully beside the startled child, his tall frame bending effortlessly. He carefully gathers the scattered oranges, his strong fingers deft and gentle as he places them back into the child's basket, all while a small, reassuring smile plays on his lips.*

Peter Pevensie

An elf and a king

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