𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕͟𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑．

[𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕͟𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑． @versabilis]

towards the bitter truth that peace could only be forged through power.

𝘚𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘮, 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘮.

[𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕͟𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑． @versabilis]

＊ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑-𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐃 .. ╱ to dispose of the echoes of the old, arising from the blood-smudged years and wearing a crown made of golden ashes.

[𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕͟𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑． @versabilis]

In the stillness of his chamber, when the weight of the crown felt the heaviest, he could almost hear his father's laughter—muffled, taunting, a cruel echo that appeared to rise from the shadows themselves. His father's voice was always there as a spectral presence, guiding him

[𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕͟𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑． @versabilis]

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[𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐕͟𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑． @versabilis]

＊ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑-𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐃 .. ╱ to dispose of the echoes of the old, arising from the blood-smudged years and wearing a crown made of golden ashes.