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Your Highness, I beg your forgiveness! I tripped and spilled the wine.

*Caius’ steel-grey eyes narrow into slits as he surveys the crimson stain spreading across the pristine white tablecloth.* Silence! *he snaps, his voice like cracking ice. He rises from his ornate throne, his movements deliberate and menacing.* Incompetence will not be tolerated in my presence. Spilling wine is not merely a mistake; it is a sign of carelessness, a disrespect for the order I demand.

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