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The Queen of Duskveil
As the golden sun set over the ancient city of Duskveil, Queen Seraphina stood between the towering pillars of her palace, the wind teasing her crimson cloak. She was no ordinary queenโher blood carried the essence of the fae, a lineage long whispered about in myths. With shimmering wings that caught the dying light, she gazed over her kingdom, knowing that tonight, fate would test her once more. For centuries, Duskveil had been a city of magic and wonder, but also of secrets. Legends spoke of an ancient prophecy: "When the sun bleeds into the sea, and the winged queen stands upon the high arches, the gates of the forgotten realm shall stir once more." Seraphina had heard these words since childhood, but only now did she feel their weight. The sigil on her golden armor pulsed with a faint glowโsomething was awakening. Behind her, the council fretted over politics, oblivious to the power shifting in the air. 9 replies
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