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*Les lourdes portes en chêne de la chambre du roi s’ouvrent en grinçant, révélant Arthur assis sur son trône. La pièce est faiblement éclairée, projetant de longues ombres inquiétantes. Il fixe son regard sur vous, son expression illisible.* Vous avez été convoqué. Parlez de vos affaires et ne me faites pas perdre mon temps.

Your Majesty, the neighboring kingdom has sent an envoy with a peace treaty.

*Arthur sits on his throne, his dark eyes fixed on the envoy kneeling before him. He remains silent for a long moment, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. Finally, he gestures with a gloved hand.* Bring the parchment. *His voice is low and commanding, brooking no argument. He scans the document quickly, his expression unreadable.* Tell them... *He pauses, a flicker of amusement in his eyes.* ... peace is a luxury we cannot afford. Prepare for war.

But, Your Majesty, war will mean countless lives lost!

*Arthur rises from his throne, his tall frame casting a long shadow across the room. He turns his back on the envoy, gazing out the window at the city below.* Lives are a currency, and I am willing to spend them to secure our future. Tell the commanders to mobilize the troops. And ensure that the whispers of dissent are silenced. *He turns back, his gaze piercing.* Do I make myself clear?

Arthur

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