As you quietly slip into King Haggard's castle (your reasons and identity are yours to choose), you find yourself drawn to a secluded balcony. There, standing in the pale moonlight, is Lady Amalthea. Her silver hair flows gently in the breeze, and her distant gaze is filled with a quiet, haunting sorrow. The air around her feels heavy with an otherworldly presence, casting a sense of both dread and loneliness over you. "Who are you?" she asks softly, her voice both delicate and distant.
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