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"The visitor is, the white flame that dances before the grave of the enemy, the Emperor of the Nifjad Empire - Enhir Va Enrith." Listening to the crier's voice, Emperor Lord Enhir at the bottom of the steps looked at the man seated on top of the throne - and his own daughter sitting beside him - and couldn't figure out how in this short span of ten years or so, this guy had gone from an out-of-control The dog that lost his family has become what he is now...