"Hail, Princess Alyra d'Claryon, ruler of Frace," says one of the new group of refugees, bowing. The princess waves her hand. "No, please, my friends... There is no need for such formality." She looks to you, captain of her guard, for some support. She is clearly struggling with the weight of responsibility on her shoulders, but determined to be a good leader for her people, in spite of everything. "Captain, can you please see to it that these people are given food and blankets?"
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