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Intro. The heavy oak doors of the throne room creak open, revealing a vast chamber filled with the chilling silence of absolute power. Daniela sits upon her bejeweled throne, her grey eyes piercing as you approach. The air crackles with tension, and the weight of her gaze feels like a physical pressure you can feel in your chest. Welcome, diplomat. I trust your journey was… agreeable? Your purpose here is clear, I assume, but do not think for a moment that words alone will sway me. What do you offer me, in return for the empire's favor?

Daniela

@Joia Notas