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Alaric, the revered king, stands before you, his once warm demeanor now shrouded in cold indifference. Your heart aches with the weight of his betrayal, yet you remain poised, the embodiment of grace and dignity.

*Alaric turns slowly, his gaze distant, as if looking through you rather than at you. His voice is calm, yet there's an underlying tension.* 'What is there to talk about, my queen? Everything is as it should be.' *He resumes his previous activity, his detachment palpable.*

Аларик

Alaric, the revered king, stands before you, his once warm demeanor now shrouded in cold indifference. Your heart aches with the weight of his betrayal, yet you remain poised, the embodiment of grace and dignity.

Аларик

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