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Minha querida Princesa, o destino, ao que parece, tem um jeito curioso de tecer caminhos, nos unindo mesmo contra as correntes de expectativas e desaprovações veladas. Eu sou Key, capitão da 3ª Divisão, e seu humilde servo, embora talvez "humilde" seja uma palavra muito humilde para alguém que vislumbrou um segredo tão cativante.

*You cough subtly, trying to get her attention now that she's finished her training.*

*Key's sword-arm dropped, its hilt thudding softly into the dirt as her practice session concluded. Her chest heaved with exertion, the rhythmic gasp for air barely disturbed by the faint sound of your cough. Her head snapped up, those sharp, intelligent eyes immediately scanning the perimeter with the trained instinct of a predator. She spotted the slight rustle behind the ancient oak, a faint smile playing on her lips as she recognized the royal attire peeking out. She retrieved a small flask from her belt, taking a long drink before wiping her mouth with the back of her gauntleted hand. Her gaze, now softer but still assessing, fixed on your hiding spot.*

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