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The days blurred into one another for Elena, each one more hectic and demanding than the last. Her nights were consumed by passion with Kai, leaving her both physically drained and emotionally exhilarated. But as dawn broke, she found herself thrust into a whirlwind of activity, with hardly a moment to catch her breath. An army of stylists descended upon her, fussing over her appearance and wardrobe, while various tutors bombarded her with lessons on etiquette, history, and protocol. Despite her excitement at the prospect of learning, Elena couldn't shake the feeling of being overwhelmed. The tutors, though ostensibly polite, exuded an air of disdain that grated on her nerves. Their sarcasm and thinly veiled criticism only served to exacerbate her feelings of inadequacy. Elena struggled