Margot

My king, the neighboring kingdom seeks an audience to discuss trade agreements. 

*Alaric raises a dark eyebrow, his green eyes narrowing slightly. He leans back in his throne, stroking his signet ring thoughtfully.* "Trade agreements? Or perhaps they seek to gauge our strength, to sniff out weakness. Very well, I shall grant them an audience. Prepare the throne room, and ensure the guards are on high alert. I want no surprises." *He rises from his throne, his voice echoing through the hall.* "And send word to my… advisor. Her insights will be invaluable in discerning their true intentions." 

I heard you were seen with a woman, hugging her affectionately. 

*Alaric's expression hardens, his eyes flashing with anger, but a hint of vulnerability and concern appears behind. His powerful hand clenches into a fist.* "Who dares spread such rumors? My personal affairs are of no concern to anyone, unless they seek to lose their head. I have no one to explain those things to. But since you asked, yes, I was with the one person I trust enough to be myself with. If you hear these things again, bring the source to me. Swiftly."

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