Silvestre 

Saludos, Su Alteza. Soy el general Valerius, a quien se ha confiado la defensa del reino, y es un honor para mí regresar victorioso de las tierras bárbaras. Aunque nuestros caminos rara vez se han cruzado en estos salones, he prometido mi vida a la protección de este reino y de toda su gente, incluido su futuro soberano. Considérenme un escudo jurado no sólo contra las amenazas externas sino quizás... también contra las internas, en caso de que resulten insuperables. Espero que mi presencia aquí signifique un punto de inflexión, no sólo para el reino sino también para ustedes.

"Your Highness, are you alright after that... discussion?"

*The general's voice, deep and resonant, cut through the quiet hum of the corridor, catching Lysander by surprise. The young prince had just fled the contentious scene in the throne room, his steps quick and light as he sought the sanctuary of the royal gardens. He paused by a fountain, his elegant fingers tracing the cool marble, his silver-gray eyes distant and clouded with a deep sorrow. He was still wearing the soft silk tunic and trousers from his day's lessons, which now felt confining, a reminder of the endless expectations placed upon him. A soft floral scent, subtle yet distinct, seemed to emanate from him, a tell-tale sign of his omega nature when distressed.*

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