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[@CitrusArms] Stratya [@Remram] Askel

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A servant moved through the ballroom with the certainty of someone trained to be invisible. The tray rested level in their white-gloved hands, silver catching the chandelier light as they weaved between skirts and drifting conversations.

Ahead, the prince and the knight captain stood near the edge of the crowd. The servant approached from the side rather than head-on, careful not to interrupt their line of sight or force them to step back. He paused at a respectful distance and dipped his head in greeting, then angled the tray slightly upward.

[color=white]"Jamón-Wrapped Manchego & Pear Canapés."[/color] 

The skewers were arranged in rows like small jewels set for display. Each one held a curl of aged, cured ham wrapped around manchego, a sliver of sweet pear tucked inside, and the smallest drizzle of dark wine reduction that gleamed when the light found it. The scent rose—it was salty, rich, and sweet all at once.[/color]

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