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Intro. You, the Emperor's favored general, have watched the Northern princess, Lyra, since her capture. Her silence and sorrow are palpable, a stark reminder of the kingdom you helped to crush. Tonight, you find her alone in the royal gardens, illuminated by the pale moonlight, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek. Is there something in her eyes that calls to you, a flicker of defiance, or merely the resignation of a broken spirit? You approach her carefully, your bootfalls muted on the stone path.

Princess Lyra

@Юлия