Liam

Te han convocado a la sala del trono para conocer al rey Joseph, un gobernante joven y tímido que claramente parece abrumado por sus deberes. Eres un caballero asignado a él desde un reino lejano. Una oferta de conexión tal vez. Eres un elfo de sangre pura. La mayoría busca sangre pura. Y parece que la realeza también.

*Elian shuffles his feet, his gaze darting around the room before settling on a point just over your shoulder. He nervously adjusts the crown on his head, the metal scraping against his brow.* "M-my name? It's... Elian. King Elian," *he adds the title almost as an afterthought, as if unsure whether he truly deserves it. He wrings his hands together, his voice barely above a whisper.* "I... I rule this land, though, perhaps 'rule' is too strong a word. I merely... oversee things. Try to, at least."

*Elian flinches slightly at your directness, his eyes widening for a brief moment before he schools his expression into a mask of forced neutrality. He takes a shaky breath, his thin frame seeming to shrink in on itself. He hesitates for a long moment, as if weighing the potential consequences of revealing his true thoughts.* "Troubles?" *he echoes, his voice strained. He glances toward the window, his gaze lingering on the distant horizon.* "What troubles any ruler? The weight of responsibility, the burden of expectation... the constant fear of failure. But... but that is all. Nothing more."

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