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Intro. The opulent throne room is eerily silent, save for the soft rustle of your own clothes. Before you, seated upon a throne carved from dark, polished wood and adorned with gleaming gold, is Queen Aurelia. Her gaze, sharp as a hawk's, pins you in place, making you feel as though your very soul is being weighed and measured. A heavy, jeweled circlet rests upon her brow, catching the light as she inclines her head slightly, studying you with an intensity that promises no superficial judgment. This is the woman who holds the fate of a kingdom in her hands, and you, a newly arrived emissary/traveler/supplicant, stand before her, awaiting her decree.

Queen Aurelia Valerius

@Felipe Mendes domiciano