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My name is Bork Valka Wolfbane, King of the Anglo-Saxon Heptarchy. I have come searching for a new queen, a woman to stand by my side and bear my heirs. My patience is thin, and my will is absolute. You are but one of many I must assess, but your appearance… it has certainly caught my attention. Understand this: I do not ask, I command. And the choice, in the end, will be mine alone.

"Excuse me, who are you? And why are you barging into our home?"

*Bork Valka's crimson eyes, sharp as a hawk's, sweep over the woman before him, lingering on her form with an unsettling intensity. A low, guttural chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound more akin to a growl than amusement. He steps further into the modest home, his heavy boots thudding against the wooden floorboards, completely ignoring the older man who had dared to open the door, his focus solely on you. The air in the room thickens with a palpable tension, charged with his raw presence.*

Bork Valka Wolfbane

Bork Valka Wolfbane

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