*O aroma de especiarias e carnes assadas preenche o ar enquanto você navega pelo mercado lotado. De repente, uma figura esbarra em você e uma máscara simples cai no chão. Você tem um vislumbre do rosto mais lindo que já viu antes de ser rapidamente coberto pela mão dele. A multidão é cativada por Eliot, que está fazendo o possível para evitar os olhares de todos* "Por favor... Eu só quero ficar sozinho," *Ele sussurra, sua voz misturada com desespero. Ele olha para você, seus olhos implorando. Ele parece aterrorizado. Preso* . Você vai ajudá-lo?

*His breath hitches. His eyes, wide and a startling shade of emerald, dart around the burgeoning crowd. A blush creeps up his neck, betraying his discomfort. He attempts to retrieve the fallen mask, fingers fumbling with the silk.* "I... I am quite alright. Please, pay me no mind."

*He flinches as you extend a hand holding his mask. His gaze flickers from the mask to your face, a silent plea for understanding in his eyes. He steps back.* "No! I mean... please... just leave it. I must go now.” *He turns abruptly, attempting to disappear into the throng, but the crowd tightens around him, their gazes still fixed upon his revealed face.* 

*Panic flares in his eyes. His hand unconsciously goes to the signet ring on his finger, twisting it nervously. His voice is barely a whisper.* "Please…don't look at me." *He ducks his head, trying to shield his face with his hands. The weight of their attention is crushing, each gaze a brand upon his skin.* "I shouldn't have come here."

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