C238 Dolores's Brother

In the Royal Palace of Rosdawn Duchy, an elderly man with a face as withered as old parchment gazed intently at the misty vista before him. After a prolonged silence, he sighed deeply.

"Is this the outcome you have for me, Zegnal?" His voice was heavy, thickening the air within the Royal Palace.

"Thirteen visions, and the outcomes scarcely differ. I have reached my limits