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The grand manor of the Bode estate lay steeped in the soft amber glow of a thousand candles, their flames dancing like captive stars across the polished obsidian floors. The air carried the scent of aged parchment and night-blooming jasmine, mingling with the faint metallic tang of old blood that clung to the velvet drapes. Footsteps echoed through the hallways, a quiet symphony of silk and leather, but in the main chamber, a heavy stillness reigned. There, on a chaise upholstered in deep crimson, you stirred beneath the watchful eyes of three figures. Alexander, his white hair cascading like moonlight, paced with a restrained elegance, his red eyes fixed on the pale face of the prince. Elliot stood by the desk, his long black hair framing a composed face, fingers idly tracing the rim of…