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Dahlia's POV The room hummed with activity, a delicate dance of preparation for the imminent reveal ceremony. My meticulous planning and Azura's magical expertise were woven into the fabric of the upcoming celebration. However, the weight of Danielle's words lingered, casting a shadow over the otherwise festive atmosphere. As I approached Danielle, the concern etched on her face mirrored the tumult within me. Her dreams, intensified since the birth of Luna and Celeste, held a complexity that hinted at Damian's involvement. The mere mention of his name stirred a disquiet that I couldn't ignore. "Danielle," I began, my voice measured, "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation about the dreams. Damian's presence in your subconscious is concerning." She looked up, her eyes reflecting