The days that followed were a blur for Elara, each moment weighed down by Alistair's unrelenting presence. Despite her protests, he refused to leave her family’s estate, embedding himself within her world like a shadow she couldn’t shake. Her family remained oblivious to the growing tension, enchanted by the prince’s charm and attentiveness. Yet, beneath his polished exterior, Elara saw the darkness—his dangerous obsession tightening its grip around her.
Her mother, Lady Seraphina, had begun speaking of how fortunate Elara was to have caught the prince’s eye, the praise wrapped in unspoken expectation. To the outside world, his affection seemed a blessing, but to Elara, it felt like a curse.
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