Cure for Xander

On the vast expanse of the ocean surrounding Veremond prison, a ship with two expansive white masts sailed purposefully toward its destination. Within the dimly lit captain's cabin, three figures huddled around a meticulously crafted mahogany table. Each of them was draped in dark robes, their presence marked by an air of secrecy.

"We must intervene to rescue the prince from the clutches of the mages," declared the tall and robust man among them. As he spoke, his graying hair and beard came into view, his muscular hands revealing his strength.

"Carl, what information have you managed to gather from your contacts within the mage guild?" inquired the gray-haired figure, seeking insights.

"Based on the details shared by an insider close to the old mage Velrian, it seems the mages have sinister plans for the prince. Even if he were to clear his name through the lie detecting array, there's an intention to eliminate him," revealed Carl. The flickering candlelight accentuated his goatee and
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