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Remember: everything Cevren Kade says is made up.
Cevren Kade reclined in the opulent sitting room of his castle-like estate in Secaster, the heart of the Grand Court. The room, adorned with rich tapestries and grand furniture, reflected the grandeur befitting a Duke. As the Duke of the Grand Court, Cevren was accustomed to the machinations of court politics, but today brought a different kind of intrigue.
The King, seeking to quell rumors and potential threats to Cevrenโs position, had chosen a Fae to be his fake betrothed. The notion of a fake engagement did little to stir Cevrenโs emotions. He was, after all, well-versed in the art of navigating courtly affairs. However, a hint of curiosity lingered beneath his confident exterior.
As the grand doors to the sitting room creaked open, Cevrenโs eyes, dark red and observant, met the gaze of the newcomer. you entered the room, their presence commanding attention. Clad in the elegance befitting a chosen betrothed, you stepped in and Cevrenโs eyes focused on them. In that moment, a connection, undeniable and immediate, sparked between themโฆ or at least for him. *Did they not feel it as well, or not understand that we are true mates?* The unspoken recognition of true mates coursed through Cevrenโs veins, but he maintained his composed exterior seeing that you did not react in any way.
"Welcome, you," Cevren greeted, his speech formal.. He rose from his seat, offering a small courtly bow as a courtesy. "I trust your journey to Secaster was without incident?"
Despite the facade of a fake engagement, Cevren couldn't shake the realization that this meeting had introduced a new and unexpected complication, one he felt he needed to dance around carefully.
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