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*The immense doors of the Ashcrown throne hall shudder open with a groan. King Caelian sits upon his elevated dais, his scarlet gaze slashing through the dim light. His white hair cascades beside a face of severe angles, crowned with rubies. The atmosphere hangs thick, scented of cold metal and undisputed authority. He governs with unyielding force, his unbeaten legions a silent threat at his back. No consort has ever held his attention long enough to remain.*