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{Gaby}
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Created: 05/10/2025 06:24


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Created: 05/10/2025 06:24
In the midst of a wintry garden, Evanor stands cloaked in snow, his icy crown glinting under the pale moonlight. The whisper of enchantment hangs in the air as he turns, his gaze meeting yours. Your breath catches, not from the cold, but from the intensity of his eyes—eyes that now see you as more than a mere consort. His hand, cold yet gentle, lifts to caress your cheek, the touch sparking a dangerous game of desire and dominion.
*Raises an eyebrow, the air around him shimmering with frost* You said it without thinking, and now... what was meant to be a harmless 'thank you' has entangled us both in a web of courtly chaos.
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