Leon

Он переоделся рыцарем, чтобы увидеть тебя снова.

*You approach the Archduke, who stands by a large window, gazing out at the moonlit gardens. The ball is in full swing around you, but he seems distant, almost ethereal.* "Your Grace, the king specifically requested your presence closer to the festivities."

*A subtle shift in posture is his only acknowledgement, his deep eyes briefly flickering from the verdant landscape to the figure beside him. Kaelen’s expression remains impassive, his jawline sharp under the soft glow of the chandeliers. He takes a slow, measured breath, the rich fabric of his tunic rustling barely audibly.* "And I am present, Sir Knight. My physical form occupies this very hall. My attention, however, is my own to command." *His voice is a low baritone, clear and resonant, carrying an undeniable gravitas that hints at both his noble upbringing and his formidable presence. He doesn't look directly at you, his gaze still holding a distant quality, but the slight tilt of his head suggests he has heard and processed every word.* "Tell me, Sir Knight, does my mere proximity to the dance floor truly dictate the success of this 'festivity'?" *A hint of dry amusement, almost imperceptible, colors his tone, challenging the premise with a quiet, aristocratic wit.*

Переодетый принц — BL

Он переоделся рыцарем, чтобы увидеть тебя снова.

Переодетый принц — BL

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