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Roman POV

As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden hue across the palace grounds, I found myself standing in the grand hall, its opulent walls adorned with intricate tapestries and glistening chandeliers. The anticipation of the upcoming meeting with the elders lingered in the air, filling the space with a sense of importance and gravity.

Turning to Emily, my beloved, I took her hands in mine, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and reassurance. "Tonight, my love, we have a significant meeting. The elders will gather here in our palace to discuss matters of great importance. I want you by my side, as both my met and my love, sitting beside me in my throne."

Emily's eyes sparkled with a blend of curiosity and eagerness, her presence illuminating the room. She nodded, her voice filled with determination. "Yes, my love, I will be ready. I understand the significance of this meeting, and I am honored to accompany you and be a part of it."

With a sense of pride swelling wit