“I live in the wilderness for a reason, you know,” the wizard said, as Alear approached.
“Forgive me, my Lord—“
“I’m nobody’s Lord, barbarian. What do you want?”
“I wish to be powerful enough to best my father, the King.”
“King? Which King? Who is your father?”
“He is King Rudolph.”
“…and you wish to take his throne for yourself.”
“Exactly.”
The wizard began chanting quietly. When the spell was cast, Alear began to feel different. But not stronger…
“What have you done?”
“Alas, your father has been here before you. I could have made you stronger, but never smarter.”
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