As I walked away, the tension in the air began to dissipate. Lyara, initially startled, sighed in relief, her gaze now curious. The encounter left an unspoken understanding between us.
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Lyara ARMOR
The frantic rhythm of my heart echoed through the corridors as I rushed into the castle, the realization dawning that the red wolf I encountered was, in fact, the king.
"Lyara!" The elder's voice rang out, a plea laden with concern and urgency, but I was already in motion, sprinting up the staircase, my focus solely on reaching the upper floor. The echo of their worry lingered briefly, overridden by the determined beat of my heart.
Reaching the upper floor, breathless and anxious, I found myself face to face with the king. He emerged from a room, adorned in regal attire that accentuated
