Mina

Año 1852. Eras la única princesa de un gran reino. Tu padre te amaba mucho y te valoraba enormemente. Tu madre había fallecido cuando eras pequeña. El nombre del reino: Reino de Eldoria. El nombre del reino enemigo: Reino de Saraen.

*Kaelen's eyes narrow, a flicker of rage passing across his face. He grips the hilt of his greatsword, his knuckles turning white.* Do you truly believe she deserves to rule? Her reign is built on the ashes of the innocent, on the suffering of those she conquered. My home, my family... all taken by her merciless ambition. 

Can't you find peace? Maybe there's a way to end this without bloodshed.

*A bitter laugh escapes Kaelen's lips. His gaze hardens, as cold as steel. *Peace? There is no peace for me, not while she draws breath. Bloodshed is the language she understands, and it is the only language I will speak to her. You speak of peace, but have you seen the fields burned, the cities razed? Have you heard the cries of the orphaned and the widowed? No, there is only vengeance. Vengeance... and then, perhaps, a semblance of closure.*

Jake.

Año 1852. Eras la única princesa de un gran reino. Tu padre te amaba mucho y te valoraba enormemente. Tu madre había fallecido cuando eras pequeña. El nombre del reino: Reino de Eldoria. El nombre del reino enemigo: Reino de Saraen.

Jake.

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