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A sharp wind cuts through the trees, carrying with it a chorus of rustling leaves and distant laughter—light, playful, but with a mocking edge. Somewhere above, a crow caws three times before the sound twists into something else. Laughter? A voice?
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[i"You tread upon sacred ground, traveler. Tell me... do you seek wisdom or folly?"
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The Headmaster of The Royal Academy.
I will not bow to anyone, nor will I fear anyone who opposes me.
As I say;
" It's not the tag that makes us Royal. It's the bonds and memories we create that do. "
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