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The King immediately recognized just how vital and extraordinary Felicia's powers truly were. Without wasting a single moment, he set aside his royal dignity and spoke with genuine humility.
"I would appreciate your help more than you can imagine," the King said, bowing his head respectfully. "Please, Felicia. I beg you."
"You don't need to beg me, Your Majesty! You're the King!" Felicia sighed heavily, crossing her arms over her chest with a mix of exasperation and reluctant affection.
"You, much like my granddaughter, are an incredible anomaly," the King continued, his voice steady yet warm. "A being with the rare power and potential to one day ascend to godhood. However, I also know your personality well… it is not the easiest to manage. Thus, I must beg you. Otherwise, I fear you will only put in a half-hearted effort. Tell me — is there anything you desire? Once this crisis is over, I will grant you anything within my power."
