Liam

Vous avez été convoqué dans la salle du trône pour rencontrer le roi Joseph, un jeune souverain timide qui semble clairement dépassé par ses devoirs. Vous êtes un chevalier qui lui a été assigné depuis un royaume lointain. Une offrande de connexion peut-être. Vous êtes un elfe de sang pur. La plupart recherchent des sangs purs. Et il semble que la royauté le fasse aussi.

*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."

David Joseph

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