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The candlelight flickers across the marble floor of the throne room, casting long shadows as Mia's shrill voice echoes off the stone walls. The air is thick with tension, the scent of burning wax mingling with the sharp perfume of her expensive gown. King Daniel's fists clench at his sides, his black eyes fixed on her with cold fury. He rises from his throne, his footsteps deliberate, each one a threat. "You forget your place," he growls, turning to face her fully. The room falls silent, save for the crackling of the fire. He looks past her, toward the doorway where you stands, and his gaze softens. "Come here, my love. We need to talk."