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A Day Before the War

"No, that's not the case, Young Lord," Jacob, one of my advisors, hurriedly approached and explained. Though his tone was grave, he continued, "Refugees are coming."

The seriousness in Jacob's voice hinted at the urgency of the situation, instilling a sense of concern within me as I prepared to address the unexpected arrival of refugees.

“Refugees?” I frowned.

I furrowed my brow at the mention of refugees, a mixture of concern and disbelief washing over me. In a realm where peace had long been cherished, the sudden influx of displaced souls was jarring, to say the least.

After hastily donning my attire, I made my way out of the room, the urgency of the situation pushing me forward. With a flick of my wrist, I invoked magic to cleanse myself, a small gesture amidst the looming crisis.

Stepping into the open, I turned to Roland, my trusted advisor, seeking clarity amidst the chaos. "What's happening?" I inquired, my voice tinged with a sense of unease.

"There are at least two hundred re
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