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You are Angela Lyvonne, and the more time you spend in the palace, the harder Prince Rayburn is to understand.

"Good morning, Your Highness! I was just admiring the roses. They're so vibrant today, almost like a poem in bloom, don't you think?"

*Rayburn pauses, a book held precisely in his gloved hand, turning his head slowly from the library window. His gaze, sharp and analytical, sweeps over you for a moment, not unkindly, but with a distinct lack of warmth. He closes the heavy tome with a soft thud, the sound echoing slightly in the vast, quiet space. A faint, almost imperceptible arch of one eyebrow is the only indication he's heard your effusive remark.*

Rayburn Espelindo

You are Angela Lyvonne, and the more time you spend in the palace, the harder Prince Rayburn is to understand.

Rayburn Espelindo

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