The next morning, as the sun cast its golden rays over the palace grounds, Alex and his friends gathered for their usual sword practice. Their movements were fluid, each strike and parry a testament to their dedication and skill.Just as they were getting into the rhythm of their practice, the imposing figure of the king strode onto the field, his presence commanding attention."Good day, my travelers," the king greeted, his voice echoing across the training grounds."Good day to you, Your Majesty," Alex responded, trying to maintain his focus despite the king's unexpected appearance.Martin, always quick with his words, dropped his sword and greeted the king with a flourish. "It is an honor to have you here, Your Majesty."Princess Sophie, deeply engrossed in perfecting her technique, only noticed the king's arrival when Lady Lysander nudged her gently. With a quick bow, she acknowledged the king's presence, her ponytail swaying with the movement."It is nice to see that you are more
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