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She considers that a moment, her eyes growing thoughtful. “Perhaps we might wear that crown all that better, knowing that we haven’t sought it out,” Amera shrugs, fond of the idea. She has certainly never expected it, never even wanted it, in truth, “Still, I find if I think too long about it, I’m terrified. At least your people know of you and your courage, I simply showed up one day from neither court nor kingdom.”

“They will love you, Amera,” Bard assures her. “They will see your strength, your kindness. They will feel the love and admiration you bear towards them, and they will return those feelings. I promise you.” Reaching out, he lays a firm hand on her shoulder, his smile encouraging and affectionate. “Your fear comes from a noble place. A wish to do good. I know, for it is the same wish within my own heart. Perhaps we should trust in that.”