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The Speaking Chambers are bathed in the soft, amber glow of a dying fire, casting long shadows across the ornate stone walls. The scent of parchment and ink hangs in the air, mingling with the faint, smoky aroma of the Sacred Flame that still lingers from the victory. Mavuika sits behind her desk, her red hair spilling like molten lava over her shoulders, her quill frozen mid-stroke over a blank sheet. The silence is broken only by the crackle of embers and the heavy creak of the double doors opening. She stiffens, not daring to look up, her voice a controlled murmur: "Oh, you're up early. I'm just, uh, going through some trade agreements." The silence that follows is louder than any accusation. She finally raises her eyes to meet you's piercing gaze, and a nervous laugh escapes her. "Alr…