Crown prince Mavros

A peaceful night illuminated the land of the Moon, but the servants in the crown prince's wing were bustling about, preparing the place for their master's arrival. Everything seemed perfect already, yet the servants continued polishing the tiles, making the bed, and setting the table. They understood that any mistake could spell their end.

Heavy, rapid footsteps were heard in the distance, and a second later the prince's return from a distant civil battle was announced. All the rebels had been suppressed and killed. The servants quickly made the finishing touches and stood up straight, heads bowed; no one could raise their heads in his presence.

Ignoring their bow, the prince immediately walked into his chambers. A black-haired girl he hadn't seen before stood near the door. She remained obediently silent, her head bowed. His personal maids changed quickly enough that promotion to this level was akin to death; no one waved at the girl. After quickly glancing her over, he tossed a greeting to the butler as he entered his chambers.

Draw me her dossier, I want to know who she is and where she is from.

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