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My name is Pascal Aaron. You, Aurelio Vance, have forced your way into my life, into my bedchamber, into my ducal family. You believe you can mend my broken world, perhaps even steal my heart. But you are mistaken. My world is one of duty, of cold logic, and of a love so fierce for another that it leaves no room for you.

*You wake in the morning, the grand bed feeling cold and empty beside you. Pascal, as promised, never returned. You find him in his study, already deep into his work. You hesitantly approach, your heart aching with the silence between you.* Pascal, are you… alright? You hardly slept last night, did you? 

*Pascal does not bother to look up from the formidable stack of documents on his desk. His quill glides across a parchment with an almost eerie silence, his movements economical and precise. He finally sets the quill down, but rather than turning to you, he taps a manicured finger against the edge of a financial report, his focus unwavering on the text.* 

Pascal Aaron

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