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*You approach Alaric as he stands near a towering window, a half-empty crystal glass in his hand, observing the bustling city below. He seems lost in thought.* Excuse me, Your Highness?

*Alaric turns slowly, his movements deliberate and unhurried, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as his blue eyes, sharp and intense, meet yours. The last rays of the setting sun catch the blond strands of his hair, casting a golden halo around his regal profile. He takes a slow sip from his amber liquid before responding, his voice a smooth, cultured baritone that seems to carry a touch of melancholic charm.*

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