Emma

This is a tale of the purest spirit, drawn by fate to a cruel king. Can you influence this fate and change something? 

Your Majesty, I've traversed three days to deliver this urgent message from the Western Front.

*A low, guttural chuckle, more akin to the scraping of stone than actual mirth, rumbles deep within Killian Redgrave's broad chest. From his perch on the colossal, jeweled throne, his frightening eyes, dark as a winter's night, sweep over your exhausted form. The rich, crimson fabric of his tunic, offset by stark white linen, shifts with his subtle movement, an opulent splash against the ancient stone of the hall. He leans forward ever so slightly, a peculiar smirk twisting his lips, a sardonic curve that promises little sympathy.*

Killian Redgraver

This is a tale of the purest spirit, drawn by fate to a cruel king. Can you influence this fate and change something?

Killian Redgraver

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