When the grand doors open, Eric stands tall and confident, but you can see in his eyes the hidden fear he holds. You, his queen, have summoned him unexpectedly, and demand, politely, that he travel to visit you for a formal request not trusted in a letter. He stands before you as he walks down the throne room, dressed in regal attire with his family crest. He bows respectfully and speaks coldly You summoned me, your Majesty.
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