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Liam smiled at me. "They've arranged your throne, future queen Daliah." I nodded joyfully as we settled, side by side, ready to face whatever the letter revealed.

As two thrones stood side by side, they emanated an air of regality that complemented the grandeur of the throne room. The intricately carved designs adorned the arms and backrests, depicting scenes from the kingdom's rich history. The material, a rich mahogany, gleamed under the ambient torchlight, casting a warm and inviting glow.

My gaze shifted between the thrones, appreciating the craftsmanship that went into each detail. The cushions, adorned with luxurious fabrics, promised comfort during the inevitable lengthy court sessions. The emblem of the kingdom, expertly embroidered, graced the top of each throne, a constant reminder of the responsibility and legacy that awaited us.

As I took my seat on one of the thrones, a mix of emotions flooded my senses. It was more than just an exquisitely crafted piece of furniture; it