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His Grace
The Duke of Lumbridge
Max Lansing
The manner of this Mad King's tyranny has finally forced my quill to paper and this letter to you. Though our blood is not the same, our name is, and that itself carries it's weight in both blood and gold. I have stayed from the spotlight following my abdication. Misthalin had no need for, I, to linger upon the stage. My rule was fair, and the Kingdom upheld it's status quo.
But the actions of this liege has drawn me from my self imposed exile of my southron estates. I understand that your current affairs keep you from traveling from your seat, so instead now, I shall leave from my estates and travel to Lumbridge to treat with you personally. I wish to be of assistance in whatever ways I might be to the true cause of Misthalin, and to break the yuk of this Mad King.
As my Aunt, Erlina, did decades prior and I, years later. It shall be Lumbridge and the Lansings that restore peace and stability to the Misthalites.
Her Royal Highness
Princess of Misthalin
Baroness of Lothringen
Miranda Lansing
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