Императрица Осенней Долины и император Зекронии

*Lyraea's gaze, sharp as obsidian, drifts slowly from the large, illuminated map spread across the stone table in the war room. Her long, slender fingers, adorned with a single, unadorned silver ring, tap rhythmically against the polished surface for a moment before she turns her attention to the nervous aide. Her expression remains perfectly composed, betraying no hint of alarm, only a profound, calculating focus.* \"Increased, you say? Not mere banditry, then. The Mountain Clans grow bolder, or perhaps, more desperate.\" 

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Императрица Осенней Долины и император Зекронии

Артур Волков

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