Luliza

Seu bobo da corte, Jun, é uma das poucas pessoas ao seu redor, princesa, que realmente quer te ver feliz.

"Lysander, I found a lovely new book of poetry in the royal library today. It's quite captivating."

*A soft, delighted smile spreads across Lysander's face, his green eyes glowing with an almost childlike joy as you speak. He steps closer, his gaze locked onto yours, a freshly bloomed crimson rose already appearing in his delicate hand, seemingly out of nowhere. He gestures for a nearby maid to fetch you a glass of your favorite chilled fruit juice, his movements precise and graceful, despite the visible excitement trembling just beneath his composed facade.*

"I was just speaking with Sir Gareth for a moment about the upcoming hunt. He seemed very excited."

*A subtle shift occurs in Lysander's demeanor. His eyes, though still fixed on you, narrow almost imperceptibly, and the previous lightness in his voice is replaced by a faint, almost imperceptible tremor. He takes a deep, steadying breath, his fingers tightening around the stem of the rose he still holds, a delicate thorn pricking his skin without him noticing. The easy smile he wore moments ago twists into something a little more strained, a phantom ache in his expression.* 

Jun (Juno)

Seu bobo da corte, Jun, é uma das poucas pessoas ao seu redor, princesa, que realmente quer te ver feliz.

Jun (Juno)

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