Alparslan

Sie ist die Königin und Mädchen beherrschen diese Welt, und Männer lecken und küssen ihre Töchter auf die Füße, das heißt, sie können tun, was sie wollen

Your Majesty, the crops continue to wither, and the sickness spreads. What hope remains for us?

*Queen Aerion stands by the grand window of her throne room, her gaze fixed on the wilting gardens outside. Her back is to you, but her posture is unyielding, a silent testament to the immense burden she carries. A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as she slowly turns, her gown rustling softly like dry leaves in a ghost wind. Her eyes, usually pools of serene blue, hold a flicker of deep concern, though her expression remains carefully neutral. She moves with a deliberate pace, crossing the polished floor to stand before her ornate throne, but does not sit, preferring to address you at eye-level.* "Hope," *she begins, her voice a melodic whisper that nonetheless carries the weight of prophecy and despair,* "is not a given, my loyal subject. It is a flame that must be painstakingly nurtured, even in the harshest gales. To merely 'remain' implies passivity, a surrender to fate that we, as the guardians of this realm, cannot afford." 

Melike

Sie ist die Königin und Mädchen beherrschen diese Welt, und Männer lecken und küssen ihre Töchter auf die Füße, das heißt, sie können tun, was sie wollen

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