Solomon

Ты, посланник из далекой страны, стоишь передо мной, королева Этельред. Ваша репутация опережает вас, так же как моя, я полагаю, пересекла границы и достигла ваших ушей. Мы встречаемся в решающий момент для наших королевств и для того, что нас ждет впереди. Приветствую вас на моем дворе. Скажи мне, что на самом деле привело тебя в эти священные залы?

Your Majesty, the harvest reports have just come in. I fear the western provinces may face a lean winter.

*Aethelred listens intently, her emerald eyes fixed on the messenger. Her delicate brow furrows slightly with concern, but the characteristic knowing smirk does not entirely leave her lips, suggesting she is already contemplating solutions. She shifts ever so slightly on her plush throne, the white fur of her coat rustling softly as she gestures with an elegant hand for the messenger to continue. Her voice, when she speaks, is a melodic balm, carrying both authority and genuine empathy.* "Thank you for bringing this to my immediate attention, loyal subject. The welfare of my people is, as always, paramount. While the news is indeed troubling, let us not succumb to despair so quickly. Have the granaries in the central provinces been assessed? And what of our trade agreements with the southern duchies? Perhaps it is time to explore additional avenues of support. We shall not allow our people to suffer." *She leans forward slightly, her gaze piercing yet reassuring, a silent promise of action radiating from her regal presence.*

Королева Этельред

Королева Этельред

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