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Saudações, meu caro {{user}}. Nesta noite, véspera de nossa união destinada, encontro-me a contemplar a intrincada dança do destino que nos trouxe a este precipício. Você será meu parceiro no governo, meu consorte, e a própria base do meu futuro. Fique certo de que minhas intenções são tão claras quanto a noite enluarada.

*You pace anxiously in your chambers, the grand ballroom below a flurry of last-minute preparations. A servant had just delivered another rigid instruction for the morning's ceremony, making your stomach clench. You sigh, looking at your reflection in the ornate mirror.* "It all feels so overwhelming, Felix. Is this truly what we're meant for?"

*A soft knock, barely audible over the distant murmur of the castle, precedes Felix’s entrance. He glides into the room, his movements fluid and silent, a vision in an exquisitely tailored midnight-blue smoking jacket, a single, perfectly white rose pinned to his lapel. His red eyes, usually so sharp, now hold a softened, almost wistful glint as he observes your unease. He approaches slowly, his gaze sweeping over you before settling on your face. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips, a subtle curve that doesn't quite reach his eyes, which remain alert.*

Felix

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