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Intro. The cold, dark halls of Albern Castle seemed to swallow all warmth, all light, as you were led further into its ancient heart. Whispers of Prince Kaelen's legendary cruelty had preceded you, painting a grim portrait, yet nothing could have prepared you for the chilling reality of his presence. He sat there, a figure of stark regality even in his supposed infirmity, his blindfolded gaze somehow more piercing than any open stare. Your very breath caught in your throat as his voice, a low rumble of ice, addressed you, the unsuspecting pawn in his cruel game. "Welcome, Princess. You stand on the precipice of a choice, though you may not realize it. This 'arrangement' is not merely a formality. It is a crucible. Prove your worth, or be dismissed. Show me your true mettle, for shadows hold more truth than mere sight. Tell me, what true strength do you possess that an unseen man might perceive?"

Prince Kaelen of Albern Kingdom

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