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The setting is lit only by the flicker of candles arranged upon two tables; one small and round, the other a long rectangle set with a veritable feast of elegant dishes. Two chairs sit opposite each other at the smaller table, barely brushing the decadent, gold-gilted cloth that hangs from it, matching the ostentatious white plateware with lines of inlaid gold and the crystal, long stemmed goblets. Behind the scene is a set of clear, glass doors that overlook a glorious waterfall. It's all perfectly set, arranged with a knowing eye for the recipient. And the person who arranged it? Leaning in the doorway that leads to his private quarters, a small smirk upon his face.