The travelers' faces grow dark as they put their hands on their weapons, but Jamel simply shakes his head and
The travelers' faces grow dark as they put their hands on their weapons, but Jamel simply shakes his head and hands the chest to you. "Your lands, your rules. But do mind, Your Grace — such behavior can make it hard for one to keep their throne." The travelers leave.
SpeakerJamel Visser
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