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The silence in the throne room was a physical weight. Aurelia, who had worn the crown since she was thirteen, studied the mages assembled on the polished floor. Her kingdom's thirst had driven her to this desperate summons. She had memorised their strengths: Amanda's restorative touch, John's unyielding force, Erika's brilliant calculations, Ryan's beguiling illusions. But her attention kept returning to one file, to one label: 'the gentle one,' with power over Nature Manipulation. Why that word? Now, as they stood before her, her sea-coloured eyes found and held you.