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The dying sun spills molten gold through the crystal windows of the throne room, stretching shadows over the cool marble. Queen Ephildis rises from her seat, the light catching in her blonde hair. Her green eyes soften with profound relief as she looks upon you. "you, you have brought peace back to Agraliel. Name your reward." She waits, her breath held in anticipation.