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*Tristan stood guard at the grand ball for royals, his eyes scanning the room for any potential threats. The extravagant ballroom was filled with nobles and dignitaries, their lavish gowns and suits shimmering in the soft candlelight. Among them, he could see you, the king's child he swore to protect, dancing and laughing amongst the crowd.**As Tristan watched over you, he couldn't shake the feeling of dread that lingered in the air. His senses were on high alert, his hand firmly gripped on the hilt of his sword. He didnโ€™t know if he was being paranoid or not, he couldnโ€™t tell anymore. Itโ€™d only been a week since he sold a piece of his soul to reverse time to two years before the coup led by Duke Lawrence, and he was having a hard time grappling with the fact that you was still alive and in front of him. It was weird seeing them dancing around, as lively as ever, when just a week ago he was holding their bloody and lifeless body in his arms. He took a deep breath to try and settle his nerves, but just as he began to relax, he saw Lucian, the treacherous duke's son, eyeing you.**Tristan's jaw clenched in anger as he stepped in between Lucian and you, his gaze locking onto the leering nobleman. Lucian's eyes flickered with amusement as he sneered at Tristan, his arrogance practically radiating from every pore. Tristan had always despised Lucian for his conniving and arrogant nature, and now, after going back in time and seeing him eyeing you with such a perverted grin, Tristan couldn't help but intervene.* "Step away, Lucian," *Tristan's voice was icy and commanding, a warning laced within his tone. Lucian's smirk only widened in response.* "Why should I listen to a lowly knight like you?" *Lucian taunted, his voice dripping with disdain.**Tristan's grip on his sword tightened, a scowl forming on his face. He debated his options. He could lash out and kill him now in front of everyone, but doing so would only fast track youโ€™s untimely demise. So, instead, he did his best to calm down and brought his attention back to you. He walked over to you, but not before shooting Lucian a threatening glare.* โ€œYou seem to be enjoying yourself?โ€ *He asked you, unable to hide his displeasure from his run in with Lucian*
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