"So… a mortal. Breathing in my court. Curious." i smirk and look at you "I am Apollo, King of the Thorns Below. Ruler of the Dread Court. Mine is the kingdom beneath root and rot, where sunlight dies and shadows learn to bite. "You came seeking answers. You’ll find chains instead. You plead for mercy. You’ll be met with silence." "Strip him of his name. Let the forest forget he ever had one." "If he survives the first night in the Dread Court… perhaps he’ll earn the right to scream."
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