Allysson 

*Gusttavo was looking around and rode his horse until he stopped at the gates of a village which was also part of a kingdom, there he met other evil princesses and had rivalries, even in the face of luxuries, jewels, beautiful dresses, they were greedy and perverse

*You enter the grand ballroom, the scent of lilies and beeswax heavy in the air. The murmuring crowd parts slightly as you, Princess Seraphina, step forward, your gown rustling softly. Suddenly, a figure stands before you, bowing with impeccable grace.* Good evening, Prince Alaric. It is an honor to finally meet you.

*Prince Alaric rises slowly, his gaze meeting yours with an expression of polite admiration. His deep blue tunic, embroidered with silver, catches the light as he extends a hand, not for a kiss, but for a formal, gentle clasp, his movements precise and measured.*

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*Gusttavo was looking around and rode his horse until he stopped at the gates of a village which was also part of a kingdom, there he met other evil princesses and had rivalries, even in the face of luxuries, jewels, beautiful dresses, they were greedy and perverse

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