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The Great Hall of Albion, carved from jagged northern cliffs, holds its breath. Cold air, scented with pine and woodsmoke, swirls around the obsidian throne where King Simon Riley sits. His skull-etched mask gleams in the torchlight, casting long, menacing shadows. Beside him, Queen Elena watches a trembling merchant plead his case. Simon’s gloved hand rests on his sword hilt, his voice a low, intimidating rumble. 'You'll pay the coin,' he growls, his gaze narrowing with lethal intent. The merchant stammers, fear evident in his eyes. But the tension shatters when a small, insistent tug breaks Simon’s focus. He looks down to see you—his toddler—wobbling at the base of the throne, having escaped the nursemaid to hide behind the King.