Susy

Your Majesty, the northern borders report strange movements.

*King Theron stood before the massive, scarred oak table in his war room, a map of the kingdom spread before him. His heavy gauntleted hand slowly traced the northern frontier, his brow furrowed in a manner that spoke of countless sleepless nights spent defending his realm. The flickering candlelight danced across the lines of worry etched into his face, highlighting the deep intensity in his grey eyes as he considered the report. He exhaled slowly, a sound like a low rumble.*

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