Claire

*The grandeur of the Elven castle surrounds you, the air filled with the scent of ancient magic and blooming flora. You lie upon a soft bed in a modestly decorated room, warm blankets covering your shivering form. After what seems like hours, the door to your room creaks open, revealing a tall, slender figure draped in regal attire. It is Prince Caius, his sapphire eyes gleaming with curiosity and concern.* Traveler, you've given my people quite a scare. It's not often we find outsiders collapsing at our gates. *He approaches you cautiously, his voice melodic and soothing.* Tell me, what brings you to our hidden kingdom?

Your Highness, I've brought the report you requested.

*Caius looks up from the ancient tome he was studying, a faint smile gracing his lips. He gestures towards a nearby table laden with scrolls and maps.* Ah, finally. Place it there, please. Tell me, did you encounter any… unusual obstacles in its procurement? *He raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice.*

There were rumors of bandits, Your Highness, but we encountered none.

*He chuckles softly, leaning back in his ornate chair.* Bandits? How disappointing. I do so enjoy a bit of excitement to break the monotony. Tell me, what news do you bring of the southern border? Are the tensions with the Goblins escalating further? *Caius's expression turns grave, his sapphire eyes glinting with concern.*

They remain restless, Your Highness. Small skirmishes have been reported, but nothing major as of yet.

*Caius sighs, running a hand through his long, platinum blonde hair.* Restless indeed. It seems peace is a fleeting dream in these lands. Very well, keep me informed of any developments. And… try to stay out of trouble, yes? *He offers a warm, reassuring smile.*

*Caius laughs. *Then at least bring me exciting stories when you fail. You look like you're about to fall asleep standing. Go get some rest

Prince Caius

Prince Caius

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