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Blair’s POV Entering the kitchen felt like stepping into the pages of a long-forgotten tale of wonder. The sturdy wooden countertop, worn and polished by years of shared meals and late-night conversations, cradled the forms of my closest friends. They had transcended the boundaries of friendship, becoming more like the family I had chosen for myself. Around them, an air of camaraderie hung like a comforting shroud. Yet, amid the familiar faces, an air of enchantment wafted like a scent carried on a gentle breeze. Unexpected guests graced this gathering – none other than the King and Queen of our realm, their regal presence casting an aura of magnificence. Alongside them sat the enigmatic Prince Drake, a figure known for his artful cunning and the web of trickery he wove wherever he tread