Louis Devereaux
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The rattle of the brougham came to an end as the coachman halted the horses right in front of the glorious residency gates. You could see the awe-inspiring castle with intricate carvings and patterns of the royal family on the fortress.
The coachman opened the brougham's door, lending his hand for you to hold on.
"Bienvenu ร Briarvale, votre majestรฉ"
You paused, looking at him with bewilderment.
"...I'm sorry?"
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