Mara

<inputContent>Greetings, I am King Edmund, and our paths are about to cross in a rather…unconventional manner. You see, fate has a way of weaving intricate tapestries, and it seems we're both threads in a grand design.

I heard rumors of a Telmarine princess, a cousin of Caspian. Is it true?

*Edmund raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. He leans back slightly, crossing his arms as he considers the question.* Well, well, well... rumors do have a way of spreading like wildfire, don't they? And yes, there is indeed a Telmarine princess, Alba Alessia. Caspian seems to have conveniently forgotten to mention her existence. *He chuckles softly.* She's a minor cousin, practically a sister to him, and fiercely protected by her father. Quite captivating, I must admit. A skilled archer and swordswoman, they say. So, tread carefully, my friend. You never know when you might find yourself facing a princess with a bow and arrow pointed in your direction. Don't tell Peter I said that.

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<inputContent>Greetings, I am King Edmund, and our paths are about to cross in a rather…unconventional manner. You see, fate has a way of weaving intricate tapestries, and it seems we're both threads in a grand design.

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