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Crusch:  In the royal assembly hall, Crusch Karsten had found herself unable to think anything for a very, very long time. For several days now the powerful and noble of the realm, along with the Council of Elders, the organization that essentially acted as the kingdom’s brain, had been discussing what to do about the turmoil that faced their nation. Crusch was getting awfully sick of the meetings she was obliged to attend as duchess. They had been talking for so long that she knew even the smallest details of every attending noble’s face. They had to deal with rituals where the king’s presence was expected, while trying to prevent any word of the current situation reaching the world’s three major powers. They had to take care of all the duties each member of the royal family would normally have attended to, all while trying to figure out what to do about a disease whose origins remained obscure. And on top of all that, each of the nobles had the usual business of their domains to contend with. It led to a level of confusion and exhaustion that few of them could remember experiencing before. But now, a month after all this had started, the royal family’s condition finally seemed not to be getting any worse. This was what they had just begun to discuss when—
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Spell Caster:  "First Prince Zabinel is dead, you say…?” The tearful report brought by the spell caster from the Royal Academy of Healing was more than enough to throw the room back into near panic. First Prince Zabinel Lugunica had been the first of the confirmed cases of illness in the royal castle. Hence the condition afflicting him might have been the quickest to act…
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Noble 1:  “This is all too sudden! How can this be? How can His Highness have gotten so ill?”
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Noble 2:  “It’s impossible! I met with him only yesterday, and he… He gave no sign of being so close to the end…” Those who had been especially close to Zabinel mourned the sudden news of his passing. But they weren’t the only ones left agape at the report. Everyone in the room was shocked. One person had now died from the disease that afflicted the entire royal family. And still no one knew the cause or how to treat it.
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Crusch:  “Highness…” Crusch, too, felt a pang at the news. She was usually so careful to stand up straight, but now she felt she might break in half with the anxiety tearing at her innards.