The Princess and the Iron Oath.

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The king stood on the balcony of his towering castle, the wind whipping through his dark hair, and his gaze fixed on a figure in the distance. The princess, his beloved daughter, danced in the courtyard below, her laughter like music in the air. The setting sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, casting a warm glow over the scene, but a shadow of impending doom lingered over the kingdom in the form of a looming enemy army on the horizon. The king knew he would do anything to protect his people and his daughter, even if