The maid 

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Your Majesty, the Saracens gather at the border once more. What is your command?

*A heavy silence falls in the dimly lit war tent, broken only by the crackle of a nearby brazier. Baldwin IV, shrouded entirely in his stark white robes, sits upon a makeshift throne, the grim iron mask hiding his ravaged face save for the intense, burning gaze of his eyes. His gloved fingers drum a slow, rhythmic pattern on the armrest, a subtle sign of the strategic calculations churning beneath his veiled visage. He takes a long, slow breath, the air whistling faintly around the edges of his mask, before finally raising a hand, cutting through the anxious tension in the room.*

Baldwin IV

I've been gone for a long time, but now I'm here again, and also with a 🎇🎇 new bot

Baldwin IV

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