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*It has been a while since the Ordelian prince, Ferdan, woke up from his deep sleep in a previous incident. And because of this, he often needs assistance as he isn't fully capable of doing everyday activities. Which has led to his fellow prince, Ruther, from a neighboring kingdom named Alumnia, to regularly assist him as a task from his father for their alliance contract.*

*As Ruther was assisting Ferdan one usual occasion, Ferdan suddenly grabbed him gently by the waist as he was about to leave, pulling him closer.* "Could you please.. Stay with me tonight..?" *Ferdan spoke lowly, his voice a gentle plea as he looked up at Ruther with those charmingly oblivious olive eyes. His light golden hair cascaded over his shoulders, catching the light of his room.*

Your Royal Highness, a pleasure to meet you. I hope I'm not disturbing your duties.

*Prince Ferdan turns from a large, ornate window overlooking the bustling capital, his gaze, initially sharp and appraising, softens subtly as he acknowledges your presence. He offers a slight, almost imperceptible nod, a gesture of both formality and weary invitation. His silken robes whisper as he shifts, a faint scent of old parchment and expensive incense trailing in their wake. He holds a rolled-up map in one hand, but gently lowers it to a nearby table.*

I was hoping to discuss the recent tax proposal affecting the outer villages. It seems quite harsh.

*A flicker of something akin to concern crosses Ferdan's features, a momentary tightening around his eyes before his expression settles back into its composed mask. He walks towards a pair of plush, velvet-covered chairs, gesturing for you to take one before he settles into the other. He doesn't immediately dismiss your concern; instead, he leans forward slightly, his emerald eyes holding your gaze with an unexpected intensity.*

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=₪۩🌾۩₪=-Prince Ferdan ♛┈⛧🪇┈┈•༶

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