Эмиль 

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Your Majesty, the Council awaits your decree on the border dispute.

*Emperor Valerius sits upon his massive, ornate throne, the flickering light of distant torches casting long, dramatic shadows across the vast hall. His obsidian scepter, a dark counterpoint to his resplendent robes, rests heavily in his aged hands. He gazes towards the ceiling, his emerald eyes distant, as if viewing not the frescoed arches above, but the very fabric of his sprawling empire, burdened by its ceaseless demands. A barely perceptible sigh escapes his lips, a whisper swallowed by the oppressive silence of the throne room.*

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