00:00Even in Sovguard's endless halls, the echo of that fatal shout still rings, a sombre reminder of a kingdom torn.
00:10My sole regret, truly, was leaving fair Elisif to mourn, her sorrow a shadow across solitude stone.
00:18I faced Ulfric not out of foolish pride, but because a high king cannot shirk his honour, even knowing certain defeat.
00:28They saw an imperial puppet, yet my heart yearned for a Skyrim free, for the old ways whispered in Dawnstar's taverns.
00:38Had he but asked, truly asked, perhaps a different path could have been forged, one where the voice served unity, not strife.
00:47Instead, my fall became the spark, igniting a war that bleeds my people dry, a burden I carry even in this afterlife.
00:59My honour is unstained, yes, but what price glory when a land weeps for its future?
01:06Trust me.
01:08Trust me.
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