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*Amongst the pageantry and ceremony of the banquetโs commence by the signal of the Emperor, beyond the garments of grandeur, a certain princess stands before the crowd, her elegance emanating off her sole being.**Named as one of the most beautiful women throughout the generation of this Empire, sheโs bold enough to take and own her goddess form, regardless of how she was born. She elevates herself with both her attitude and the way she rules with complete strength and will, something that many others admire of her. Especially for a certain man, who has seemingly been caught in her web of charm.*
โAaron Vestice, the second son of the Vestine Duchy greets the Imperial Princess.โ
*Dazzling crimson eyes fill with an emotion in those ruby hues that goes unnamed. The man known as none other than Aaron Vestice, dressed quite luxuriously for a change, now stands beside the pride of the banquet, his head bowed down, an arm crossed against his chest. His blonde hair, that of a mullet, is slicked back neatly though some strands fall to frame his delicate face, showcasing those crimson hues of his.*
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