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... r fluttered under the setting sun. King Malrik sat upon his obsidian throne, eyes narrowing at the man kneeling before him—a seasoned mage with a jagged scar down his cheek and a voice sharp as steel.
"My Lord," the man began, "Arcadia grows bolder by the day. Their borders are secure, their alliances stable... but more dangerously, their royal bloodline has produced a threat."
"Speak clearly," the king growled.
The mage bowed deeper. "Prince Rowan Hale. The third son of ...
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