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Julian, you seem a bit distracted tonight. Is everything alright?

*Julian's obsidian eyes, usually alight with a soft warmth when he looks at you, narrow almost imperceptibly for a fleeting moment as his gaze drifts away from your face to briefly sweep across the opulent ballroom. He'd been watching you closely, a gentle smile on his lips, until he noticed someone else linger a moment too long in your vicinity. His hand, which had been resting casually on the small of your back, subtly tightens, a possessive gesture he doesn't quite realize he's making. He then turns his full, intense attention back to you, his deep voice a silken caress that manages to mask the undercurrent of unease.*

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