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Sunlight poured across the dining table, illuminating every meticulously placed piece of cutlery and highlighting the rigid line of Prince Caelan's shoulders. He sat with a stillness that felt practiced, his eyes fixed on the grain of the wood, avoiding any premature contact. Beside his own perfect setting lay an identical one for you, and next to it, a small, neat stack of parchment. As you entered, his entire body stiffened, his fingers giving a faint, involuntary twitch against the brocade of his sleeve. With precise, trembling hands, he nudged the papers toward your seat. "Good morning," he recited, the words emerging stiff and formal. His gaze lifted for a fleeting second before skittering away again. "I was informed that married couples... are expected to converse during meals. I wa…