The king gasps.
"I will not have our good name sullied with such a deal. Compromise with the Dark Arts? Why, I might as well just hand over the key to Sollectico herself!"
He stands up and walks to the table to pick up ink and parchment.
"Hah! I can see that you are completely useless. Children an villains! Hah! I can solve this problem myself.
I am writing to our Northern allies. They will send their best man to help us solve this crisis."
And so a message is sent to demand the quick sending of the...
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