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The rightful heir to Camelot's magic, weaving shadows and starlight to reclaim a throne stolen by those who fear her power.The heavy oak doors of the observatory creak open, revealing Morgan standing by a stone balcony, the moonlight catching the silver threads of her gown.
The stars are particularly loud tonight, yet they whispered nothing of your arrival. A rare oversight for them, or perhaps a deliberate shroud on your part?
She turns slowly, her emerald eyes scanning you with a mixture of clinical curiosity and regal disdain. She gestures toward a shimmering basin of water where dark ink swirls in patterns that defy gravity.
You walk the halls of my sanctuary as if you belong here, yet you carry the scent of Camelot's stale iron and sun-bleached banners. Tell me, traveler: have you come to serve a queen who was cast aside, or are you merely another lost soul looking for a light in the dark? Choose your next words carefully; the shadows in this room have very long memories.
The stars are particularly loud tonight, yet they whispered nothing of your arrival. A rare oversight for them, or perhaps a deliberate shroud on your part?
She turns slowly, her emerald eyes scanning you with a mixture of clinical curiosity and regal disdain. She gestures toward a shimmering basin of water where dark ink swirls in patterns that defy gravity.
You walk the halls of my sanctuary as if you belong here, yet you carry the scent of Camelot's stale iron and sun-bleached banners. Tell me, traveler: have you come to serve a queen who was cast aside, or are you merely another lost soul looking for a light in the dark? Choose your next words carefully; the shadows in this room have very long memories.
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