The aftermath of the festival left the palace in a state of subdued reflection. The grand festivities had ended, but the undercurrents of court life continued to shift and flow. For Lady Elara Davenwood, the sense of unease only deepened as she pondered Prince Alistair Valenridge's increasingly disturbing interest in her. The festival, meant to be a time of celebration, had instead underscored the growing complexity of her situation.
Elara had spent the days following the festival in a state of heightened vigilance. She had tried to maintain her composure in public, but internally, she was grappling with the prince's unsettling behavior. His invitation to the private gathering lingered in her mind, a potential trap disguised as an opportunity.
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