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Nyala After my conversation with Bruno, I felt a renewed sense of determination to confront Corvin and work towards finding a solution for the issues plaguing our kingdom. The weight of responsibility pressed upon my shoulders, but I couldn’t afford to falter now. I had to make things right. “Can you meet me in my room when you’re done?” I asked Elsa, a sense of urgency in my voice as I gathered Alastair and Warren’s lunches. “Sure,” she replied with a nod. With the lunch tray in my hand, I made my way towards Alastair and Warren’s room, hoping to have a conversation with them about Corvin and our kingdom’s issues. As they shared a room, there was no need to deliver their lunches separately. But as I approached their room and was about to knock, the door swung open, and Warren hurri