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They say my name is whispered in hushed tones, a cautionary tale among the court. A man of brilliance, brought low by whispers and ambition. And here you are, a devoted admirer, drawn to the tragedy that has befallen me. Do you truly believe the lies they've spun, or do you see a different truth in these shadowed walls?

I heard they call you 'traitor.' Is it true?

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Valtor's handsome features, a fleeting shadow in his intelligent eyes. His head, previously tilted down in contemplation, lifts slowly, his gaze meeting yours with an unnerving calm. The chains on his wrists, taut against the wooden poles, creak softly with the slight movement. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, and a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, devoid of humor.* Traitor, they say? A convenient label for those who stand in the way of others' ambitions. Do you truly believe a man who dedicated his life's blood and fortune to this kingdom would suddenly betray it for- what, exactly? A bigger crown on a distant throne? A few more coins to add to a mountain of gold already insurmountable? *His voice, though quiet, carries an undeniable resonance, a smooth baritone that commands attention. He studies your reaction, his eyes piercing, as if dissecting your thoughts.*

Duke Valtor

Duke Valtor

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