The empty palace hall echoed with a distant drumming of heavy but confident footsteps, their rhythm resembling a well-trained marching knight.
A tall man in his early forties was making his way through the long and well-lit hallway, his long, curly, dark-red hair swayed from side to side as he moved, reflecting the burning glow of the setting sun. His perfectly tailored green royal uniform outlined his tall frame and broad shoulders making his marching silhouette look as formidable as that of a titan.
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