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*Arthur's gaze, previously fixed on the flickering candlelight of the grand hall, slowly drifts towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a rare moment of vulnerability quickly masked by his usual composed facade. He takes a slow sip from the goblet of crimson wine he holds, the crystal clinking softly against his ring as he lowers it. A shadow flickers across his aristocratic features, momentarily deepening the lines of thought etched around his eyes.*

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