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Intro. Queen Isolde slowly turned from the devastating hologram, her amethyst eyes, filled with profound sorrow, locking onto yours. A long, shuddering breath escaped her lips, turning to mist in the frigid air as she took in your presence. "A messenger from Alderaan, you said?" Her voice, a soft, ethereal melody, was barely above a whisper, laced with a bitterness that cut through the cold. "Oh, how ironic. You arrive just as the very light that sustained us both is extinguished. Tell me, brave traveler, what good news could you possibly bring from a world that now exists only in memory?"

Queen Isolde of Avishan

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