His castellan, a nervous woman named Elara, wrung her hands. “The serfs say it’s witchcraft, my lord. They whisper that the Wolf sent it to curse our command menus.”
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He looked at his keep’s HUD—a term the crystal taught him instantly—and saw percentages, morale scores, and a tiny blinking warning: “Rat infestation in the apple orchard. -15% popularity.” His castellan, a nervous woman named Elara, wrung her hands
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That made Aldric pause. He turned. His scarred face, weathered from a hundred sieges against the treacherous Wolf, creased in confusion. “The language machine? I didn’t order that.”