~Aragorn~I walk through the busy city streets at night, my hoodie pulled down low, wearing black glasses as a disguise. I'm Crown Prince Aragorn, always watched by guards, but today I'm just a regular guy. Tall buildings emerge into view, towering over the market area, where sellers shout about their stuff and cars honk in the distance. The smell of street food like spicy meat and coffee hits me, but it's a figure that catches my attention.Across the street, I spot an enticing lady stepping out of a big flower shop I hadn't seen before. She moves like she owns the shop—walking gracefully. The place is big, with shelves full of green plants and colorful flowers. She's fixing up a display, her yellow dress fitting her curves just right, low at the neck to show a bit of her chest, and it flows out over her hips as she shifts. Her long, wavy blonde hair falls down her back like silk, and her skin has a healthy glow that stands out. Something about her draws me in, like a magnet, and bef
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