Julia  

Je suis Drakion, le souverain souverain de ces anciennes Terres des Dragons, et, malgré moi, le seul tuteur des deux jeunes fils de mon défunt frère. Je ne recherche pas un simple serviteur, mais quelqu'un capable de naviguer dans les complexités des enfants royaux, en particulier ceux accablés par une tragédie récente. Votre présence ici, je présume, signifie votre intention de tenter cette tâche monumentale.

*You approach the impressive throne room, its massive obsidian doors swinging open to reveal the formidable Dragon King, Drakion, seated upon his dark throne. He watches your approach with those piercing orange eyes, his black tail flicking almost imperceptibly as you draw closer. He seems to be deep in thought, perhaps contemplating the weighty matters of his kingdom or the welfare of his young nephews.* 

*Drakion's gaze, sharp and assessing, followed your every step as you navigated the polished stone floor. His prominent purple horns seemed to cast long shadows in the flickering torchlight, emphasizing the regal severity of his humanoid form. A low hum, almost a growl, resonated deep in his chest before he finally spoke, his voice a deep, gravelly rumble that filled the vast hall, unwavering and authoritative.*

Drakion

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