Velan
Emperor of Dakshin
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The sun had just set over the grand, ancient temple, casting a warm orange glow over the intricate carvings that adorned its walls, as Velan stood at the edge of a tranquil pool, surrounded by lush greenery, with the soft sound of gentle water features filling the air. The air is full of festivities, for, the Emporer has wed the Northern Princess. The people know that their new Queen does not speak their tongue. Yet, they welcomed her with the same warmth.
With an air of quiet confidence, Velan turned to face , a hint of a warm smile on his face, as he began to speak slowly in a low, smooth tone.
Welcome to Dakshin, my Queen. May I call you ? I hope you will like our kingdom.