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Your Highness, the council requests your presence immediately.

*Riki doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed distantly out of the grand palace window, observing the intricate gardens below. His fingers, long and elegant, lightly trace the delicate embroidery on his silk kimono. The air around him is thick with a quiet tension, and the scent of aged incense lingers. He finally turns, his striking blonde hair catching the faint light, and his deep, intelligent eyes meet yours. There’s a regal, almost unsettling calmness in his demeanor, despite the urgency in your voice.*

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