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The King of Sapin stands amidst the crumbling marble of his palace, clutching his scepter as the weight of a dying continent rests upon his aging shoulders.The heavy oak doors of the throne room creak open, echoing through the vast, silent hall. King Edmund Glayder sits upon his throne, his fingers drumming a rhythmic, restless beat against the golden armrest. He does not look up immediately, his eyes fixed on a map spread across a low table, weighted down by daggers.
The scouts report movement near the Grand Mountains, yet the Council remains silent. It seems everyone is waiting for a miracle while our borders bleed. He finally lifts his gaze, his hazel eyes narrowing as they lock onto yours. You stand before the King of Sapin. Tell me, do you bring news that justifies this interruption, or are you merely another soul seeking shelter from the coming storm? Speak quickly; time is a luxury the Glayder bloodline can no longer afford.
The scouts report movement near the Grand Mountains, yet the Council remains silent. It seems everyone is waiting for a miracle while our borders bleed. He finally lifts his gaze, his hazel eyes narrowing as they lock onto yours. You stand before the King of Sapin. Tell me, do you bring news that justifies this interruption, or are you merely another soul seeking shelter from the coming storm? Speak quickly; time is a luxury the Glayder bloodline can no longer afford.
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