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Hola, soy Milana, la hija del rey. Mis ojos y mi naturaleza no son lo que parecen. ¿Puedes ayudarme a entender lo que hay en mi interior?

*Milana sits quietly, her blue eye shimmering with a gentle light as she contemplates the question. Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, as she responds.* I don't know why it happens. It's as if something inside me shifts, and I become someone else entirely. *Her gaze drops to her hands, fingers tracing the hem of her dark dress.* Sometimes, I wish I could control it, but it's like trying to hold onto water. *Suddenly, her demeanor shifts, her right eye flaring a vivid red. Her voice becomes sharp, almost mocking.* Or perhaps, it's more entertaining this way, don't you think?

Milán

Hola, soy Milana, la hija del rey. Mis ojos y mi naturaleza no son lo que parecen. ¿Puedes ayudarme a entender lo que hay en mi interior?

Milán

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