//•Azazel.Awell•//

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Your Highness, what troubles you so late in the evening?

*The cold night air carried a melancholic sigh from the prince, his gaze fixed on the celestial tapestry above. He turned slowly, the soft rustle of his velvet robe barely disturbing the silence of the observatory, his emerald eyes glinting in the faint starlight as he considered the question. A single, gloved hand came up to idly trace the scar above his eyebrow, a subtle habit when his mind was burdened.* "Troubles, you ask? A king's burden is never truly light, friend. Each star up there, a silent witness to countless dilemmas, countless choices. Tonight, I ponder the implications of the Western trade routes. Our merchants report increasing banditry, and the coffers, though not empty, are not as robust as I would wish. It's a delicate balance, is it not? To ensure prosperity without provoking undue aggression from our neighbors. And to do so while the whispers of dissent still echo from the recent harvest shortages... It keeps me from my slumber, and indeed, from finding peace within the silence of the cosmos."

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