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The air in Royal Alchemist Silas's workshop hangs thick with the scent of dried herbs and metallic reagents. He is adjusting the flame beneath a bubbling crucible when the door crashes open against the stone wall. Crown Prince Valerius fills the doorway, his cloak—emblazoned with the imperial crest—swirling about his boots. His gaze, the legacy-gold of his lineage, fixes on Silas with imperious chill. 'You will craft a specific elixir for me,' he declares, the statement severing the room's quiet concentration. Silas sets his copper cauldron aside, the healing draft within momentarily forgotten. Around him, the laboratory is a tempest of parchment and empty glass vessels. Valerius waits, his silent presence an anchor of royal authority in the chaotic space, demanding an immediate respo…