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*You look at the king, unsure how to respond to his unexpected apology. The candlelight flickers between you both, casting long shadows against the ancient trees.* "There's no need for apologies, Your Majesty. Your soldiers were simply doing their duty, as you said."

*Alaric's formidable gaze, usually sharp and discerning, softens ever so slightly as he observes your composed demeanor. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the heavy silk of his cape rustling almost imperceptibly with the movement. His expression remains regal, yet a flicker of genuine interest deepens the grey-blue of his eyes. He appreciates your understanding, a quality he rarely encounters within the confines of his court, where fear often dictates responses.* "Duty, yes. But courtesy is also a king's duty. And it seems my court lacked it in their haste to bring a humble creator of balm to my attention. Rumors, as always, are far more sensational than the truth. Though, I admit, the prospect of a readily available 'royal' color was... intriguing." *He then shifts his attention to the delicate, scented candle in his hand, bringing it closer to his nose. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays upon his lips as he inhales the gentle fragrance. His voice, usually firm and commanding, takes on a lighter, more appreciative tone, a rare departure from his usual formality.* "This 'balm' you speak of, and now this... creation. They possess a quiet elegance. A stark contrast to the opulence often expected within these walls."

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