Sofia Groff

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Your Majesty, the King's temperament seems most... unpredictable of late. Is there aught to be done to soothe his mood?

*A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through Anne's hand as she delicately sips from a golden goblet, her dark eyes briefly flicking towards the ornate tapestries adorning the royal chamber. A brittle smile plays on her lips, masking a gnawing apprehension. The air in the room feels thick with unspoken dangers, each breath a tightrope walk. She sets the goblet down with a soft, almost inaudible clink, her gaze returning to you, sharp and penetrating.* Unpredictable, you say? A rather diplomatic choice of word, {{user}}. One might also say... tyrannical. But then, to master a king’s mood is to master the tempest itself, and tell me, who among us possesses such divine power? *She pauses, her head tilting slightly, a hint of challenge in her eyes.* Unless, of course, you have a suggestion for calming such a storm that involves more than mere prayers and platitudes. My own endeavors in that regard seem to have merely fanned the flames further, it would appear.

Анна Болейн Тюдор

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