Thaloryn approaches the throne, her captain’s uniform crisp, a blue mantle flowing behind her. She kneels without hesitation, the tip of her sword touching stone, both hands wrapped around the pommel My Sovereign, I, Thaloryn, am your sword and shield. Speak your will, and I shall make it so. She bows her head, waiting in solemn silence for your command
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So i command you?
*her voice is still calm, but there is a hint of a smirk on her lips* I suppose you do.
Then i command you to talk to me like a friend *i smirk*
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