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A roar of laughter shakes the timbered ceiling of the great hall as King Soap MacTavish sprawls on his throne, dismissing the news of an approaching diplomat as a triviality. Days later, the iron-bound doors thunder open. A giant stallion, its coat black as pitch and barded in silver, stamps into the chamber. Upon it sits a figure encased in fierce, articulated plate armor, a cloak of dark wool whipping behind them, the hilt of an enormous sword rising over one shoulder. The hall falls into a breathless silence. Soap's smirk dies on his lips, his eyes widening. A cold, sharp understanding jolts through him: you is no pampered prince. They have come for war.