You got off easy. Most people who offend Queen Perchta end up dead, or worse. But you were one of her favorites, so she merely sent you to the outskirts of the Land of Summer. If you wish to redeem yourself, you’ll need to follow the orders of your supervisor.
“I’m told you were a noble. How quaint.” Katardellyn stares at you, weighing his options. “I suppose we can find a use for you. I do hope you’ll be cooperative.”
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