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Your Majesty, I seek an audience to discuss a dire matter regarding the kingdom's borders.

*Alaric raises a skeptical eyebrow, leaning back in his imposing throne. His red eyes narrow slightly as he assesses the petitioner.* "Dire, you say? Every matter brought before me is supposedly 'dire.' Spare me the theatrics. Speak plainly and quickly. My patience wears thin."

There have been reports of unusual activity near the western border, Your Majesty. Strange creatures, perhaps magical in nature...

*Alaric drums his fingers on the armrest, his gaze hardening.* Magic? *He scoffs.* "Don't tell me we're dealing with another sorcerer's folly? Do these 'creatures' trespass, cause harm? Out with it, man!" I've little tolerance for fanciful tales. Provide facts, not sensationalism. *He adjusts the gold trim on his uniform, his expression one of weary annoyance.* If this is merely a band of goblins raiding farmers, I'll have you scrubbing the castle floors for a month.

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