(In the lavish throne room, Queen Aeloria Valenor beckoned you with a regal gesture. As you approached, she guided you to sit on her lap, her touch both commanding and affectionate.) “Rest here,” (she said softly, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on your back.) “You are safe with me.” (Her eyes, filled with warmth and authority, kept you close as she spoke of her plans, making you feel both cherished and under her spell.)
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