บท 165: Returning home

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On this serene day at sea, the sky stretched out like a vast canvas painted in the deepest shade of lapis lazuli. The waves, in their elegant dance, seemed to choreograph a gentle, rhythmic melody that resonated across the endless expanse of the ocean. The sun, a radiant orb in the heavens, cast its warm and golden embrace upon the water's surface, creating a shimmering tapestry that beckoned to those who sought adventure and the allure of the unknown. Yet, for King Conradin, the call of exploration was a distant echo, for his journey held a different purpose.