The morning sun streamed through Elara's window, illuminating the room with a warm glow. Yet, despite the beauty of the day, a sense of dread hung over her. The previous night's confrontation with Alistair weighed heavily on her mind, and the impending council meeting loomed like a storm cloud on the horizon.
As she dressed, her mother's voice echoed in her thoughts, reminding her of the dangers that lurked in the shadows of court politics. Lady Seraphina had always taught her to be cautious, to be aware of the hidden motives behind every smile and gesture. But Elara had never imagined she would be thrust into such a treacherous game, especially with a man as unpredictable as Prince Alistair.
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