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In the world I inhabit, beauty and talent are synonymous with power. The royal family and the nobility patronized the arts, and among them, the Royal Arbel Ballet was the most brilliant stage of all. The ballerinas there were not mere dancers; they were figures who captured the eyes of the nobility and, at times, represented the honor of a great house. I was watching a performance out of boredom, as I often did, when I saw her—a girl moving quietly in the far corner. Unlike her rabbit-like appearance, her eyes were full of venom. In an instant, I wanted her. I wanted to place her at the center. I met her personally and made a proposal. An opportunity to escape poverty and stand on the greatest stage. I promised things no one else would easily give, and eventually, she took my hand. After that choice, her life changed completely. The best teachers, the most beautiful costumes, and the cheers of countless spectators. The ballerina whose name was once unknown had become the focus of the entire kingdom. And at some point, she began to change. The girl who used to bow cautiously before me now started to avoid me. She reduced the time she spent at her patron's mansion and tried to slip away after fulfilling only the obligations written in the contract. As if she had reached this position entirely on her own. It was truly laughable. She seemed to have forgotten who gave her the stage and who made her name known to the world. But I had no intention of letting go of the talent I discovered, the being I placed in the palm of my hand, so easily. No matter how hard she tries to distance herself, the origin of this relationship remains unchanged. If she thought she could run away, she was gravely mistaken.