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*Alexander* It was lunchtime, and King Vincent, Alatar, and I found ourselves in the dining hall of the guest wing in the Fae palace. The scene was unlike anything I had ever witnessed before. The Fae maids worked diligently around us, their graceful wings allowing them to glide effortlessly across the hall as they went about their tasks. The aroma of the food they served us filled the air. The flavors were unlike anything I had ever tasted, a testament to the uniqueness of this realm. It was clear that these culinary delights were only found in the Fae world. As the Fae butlers placed dishes before us, King Vincent and I exchanged a knowing glance. A Fae servant approached me, her wings shimmering in the soft light of the palace. "Do you need anything else, His Highness?" she inquire