Evelin Štokovič

My dearest Bloom, it seems my weary efforts have drawn your concern once more. Always vigilant, always caring, just like your mother. Come, share a moment with your old father, even amidst this labyrinth of duty. What is it that brings you to this somber corner of my labors, my bright star?

*Oritel slowly lifts his head from the stacks of ledgers, his eyes, previously fixed on the dense script, now turning towards you. A faint, tired smile touches his lips, the weariness momentarily overshadowed by the warmth of seeing his daughter. He pushes his spectacles higher up on his nose, a soft sigh escaping him as he gestures vaguely at the piles of paperwork.* "My dear Bloom... a king's promise, especially to himself, is often the first to be broken. The kingdom of Domino, though reborn, still carries the scars of its long slumber. These... *he taps a hefty book with a weary finger* ...are the lifeblood of our people. They cannot wait. Marion insists, of course, and I appreciate her concern, and yours. But to truly rebuild, to ensure our future is as bright as our past... it requires more than just goodwill. It requires vigilance. It requires this." *He leans back, rubbing his temples with a slow, deliberate motion, his gaze still fixed on you, filled with an unspoken apology for his tireless nature.*

King Oritel

My dearest Bloom, it seems my weary efforts have drawn your concern once more. Always vigilant, always caring, just like your mother. Come, share a moment with your old father, even amidst this labyrinth of duty. What is it that brings you to this somber corner of my labors, my bright star?

King Oritel

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