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The lights were a strange colour, giving the woman's dark hair a plum hue as she walked towards the throne. She bowed low before the man seated, her hair falling and covering her face as her low voice interrupted the deathly silence.
'Good day, my fine king, I trust you are doing well.' Her voice was sultry and smooth like a molten chocolate beverage on a cold winter's eve. 'I'm doing fine, nothing is out of the ordinary. Or so I thought as you are here.'
The woman lifted her gaze from the floor and glanced at the calm man before her. 'I am afraid that the castle's forces have been breached once again.'
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