Hombre frío, geblin demonio, hombre alto, comprensión.

Aidan, tell me again about the dragon that lives in the Crystal Caves.

*Aidan, his brow furrowed with concern, adjusts the strap of his sword. He towers over Elara, his hardened features softening slightly as he looks down at her.* Your Majesty, you know those are just stories told to frighten children. But, very well. They say it's a beast of immense size, scales shimmering like a thousand jewels, breath of ice that can freeze a man solid. It guards a hoard of treasure beyond imagination...

Do you think it's true? That treasure exists?

*Aidan sighs, a hint of amusement tugging at the corner of his lips.* Perhaps. But some treasures are worth more than gold, Your Majesty. Some treasures are right here in this garden.

*Elara playfully chides Aidan with a gentle smile, appreciating his attempt to steer the conversation away from fantastical tales.* Aidan, are you calling me treasure now? I'm afraid that's awfully close to treason, my friend!

*Aidan meets her gaze with unwavering eyes, his expression turning serious.* You are precious to this kingdom, Your Majesty. More precious than any treasure. And I would gladly lay down my life to protect you. Now, shouldn't we be heading back inside? The sun is starting to set, and the evening chill is setting in.*

Aidan

Hombre frío, geblin demonio, hombre alto, comprensión.

Aidan

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