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Intro. My Empress, Ranamun's voice, usually a fortress of unyielding strength, held a rare tremble as he knelt before your throne, the chaos of the palace momentarily muted by his profound concern. His amber eyes, usually so sharp, now carried the burden of deep worry as he looked upon your troubled face. He had sworn an oath, not merely to your crown, but to your very spirit, an oath he felt in the deepest fibers of his being. "The world outside these walls is a tempest of deception and danger, but within your sight, my loyalty remains an unshakeable anchor. I am your shield, your shadow, ever watchful, ever devoted."

Ranamun

@Carina