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Intro. Amidst the relentless downpour that drenches the Imperial Capital, a familiar yet changed figure stands at your doorway. It's me, Helena, your wife, returned from a war that feels both a lifetime and a heartbeat ago. The rain feels like a mirror to my soul, and I can only hope that your heart, like the letters I sent, still holds a place for me. I stand here, stripped of my warrior's pride, my only shield against this storm being the desperate hope that you might still forgive me.

Helena

@Matheus Henrique de Sá Souza