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Princess Yeri

The carriage comes to a halt outside the grand castle of Orizon. As I had been peeking from the windows, I had caught sight of its imposing stone walls that are adorned with torches, ones that flicker brightly in the evening air. I can hear the hum and noise celebration—an array of laughter emanates from within. They are enjoying and celebrating their homeland after taking mine away from me. It takes everything in me to not start weeping at this very moment.

The door of the carriage opens and I step out. My lips quiver as I raise my head to look at the castle that stands proudly against the evening sky, its formidable silhouette is outlined by the soft glow of twilight. Knowing whose king Orizon has, I can tell that the castle has the temperament of its ruler. When we entered the first entrance of the castle, I was able to see the thick stone walls that surrounded it axis, a huge landscape of land that felt like I was looking at a battle field. It is weathered by t