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The carriage lurches over a cobblestone bridge, the clatter of hooves echoing off distant marble spires. Golden light spills through the carriage window, casting long shadows across unfamiliar fields. Your father's words ring in your ears: 'You should marry the Empress Elena.' Now, beyond the glass, her capital looms—a city of sharp towers and crimson banners. The carriage halts, and the door swings open. A tall, scarred figure stands in the archway, blue eyes cold as winter steel. 'So, the second child arrives,' she says, one eyebrow arched. 'I trust you know your place?'