Sat awkwardly on his throne, in his now quiet empty hall, wondering if his followers would ever return.
"How did it ever come to this? They swore to me. They swore they'd never leave 'thy side. I await for the return of those who will never come.
For I am here for the ones who were here for me."
Obey the vow
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