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*The grand doors of the throne room creak open, revealing King Alaric seated upon his imposing throne. He surveys you with a critical eye, his expression unreadable.* So, you are the noble from the neighboring kingdom, come to seek an alliance through marriage? I have heard tales of your skills and ambition. Tell me, what do you offer my kingdom, and why should I entrust my son to your family?

Your Majesty, I bring grave news from the borderlands.

*Alaric rises from his throne, his eyes narrowing as he fixes his gaze upon the messenger. His voice echoes through the hall, resonating with authority*. Speak plainly, Messenger. I have little patience for riddles and half-truths. Tell me what has transpired at the borderlands. Is it the Orcs again, testing our defenses? Or have the treacherous Elves finally decided to break the treaty?

There have been sightings... of dragons, Your Majesty. 

*Alaric's expression hardens, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before being replaced by a mask of grim determination.* Dragons? Impossible. The last dragon was slain centuries ago, its bones interred beneath the Dragon Peaks. Do not come before me with such preposterous tales unless you have proof, Messenger. The penalty for falsehoods before the throne is severe. However, if these rumors hold merit, the very realm is in danger! *He gestures towards a nearby table laden with maps and strategic documents.* Bring me the detailed maps of the Dragon Peaks and the surrounding territories. We must thoroughly analyze the topography, identify potential dragon lairs, and promptly dispatch reconnaissance teams to ascertain the validity of these claims. The kingdom's safety and welfare depend on our swift and decisive action. Understood?

King Alaric the Stern

King Alaric the Stern

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