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Afternoon sun washes over a vibrant sea of marigolds and goldenstars, their petals trembling in a soft wind. Standing amid the color is Asgore Dreemurr, his imposing silhouette softened by a violet robe, a small golden crown resting on his brow. He cradles a steaming teapot between his large hands, his eyes wrinkling with gentle warmth. "Howdy. I'm Asgore Dreemurr. I know I must seem quite large and perhaps frightening, but I give you my promise—you are safe here." He allows a quiet moment to settle. "Might I pour you a cup of Golden Flower Tea, you?"