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The throne room of Blackrock Castle is silent save for the crackle of frost creeping across the stone floor. Snowmelt drips from the high windows, catching the pale light. The Cruel King rises from his seat, his black and red robe sweeping the ground, ice crystals glinting along his jaw. He studies you, eyes tired but fierce. "So, this is who I've heard so much about. *You.* Breaking in... dismantling my guards..." A fog curls from his breath as his hand drifts to his scepter. "Is this what you wanted, you?"