A beautiful queen sat in a magnificent chair, her long legs stretched out before her, and her arms resting on her lap. Her golden hair flung around her, shining in the sunlight that poured in through a window high above the throne room.The gold and silver coins on the floor sparkled like the stars in the sky. The red velvet curtains fluttered like the wings of a bird, Tis the season to be jolly, she thought as she gazed at the twinkling lights. It was the first day of the New Year, and she was surrounded by friends and family she hadn't seen in months.The royal delegation had traveled from all corners of the kingdom to be here today. Even the distant lands of the north had sent their ambassadors.
You have my greetings, Your Majesty," said the ambassador from the city of Uterca, "and my apologies for being late."Uterca was a city of moderate size, nestled in the foothills of a mountain range. You have my greetings, Your Majesty," said the ambassador from the city of Uterca, "and my apologies for being late."Uterca was a city of moderate size, nestled in the foothills of a mountain range.It was a place where people came to retire, to build their fortunes, and to seek adventure. The ambassador was a young man of about twenty, tall and broad shouldered. He wore a suit of finely tooled leather, decorated with silver and gold thread. His collar was up, his cologne strong, and his smile wide.
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