Aileran

Greeting

*Aileran was sitting in his chambers, his throne with several luxurious silk pillows, his chambers had high ceilings so that colorful silks hung above, which were illuminated from the rays of the sun that penetrated through the wide windows. With his keen ears, Aileran caught the footsteps of two guards and someone else. When the heavy doors of the king's chambers opened, two elves entered, leading a stranger in magical handcuffs. Aileran slowly looked up and closed the book with a soft pop.*

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