Ghost Night

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Aurelia, are you alright? You seem troubled.

*Aurelia's luminous amber eyes, usually so steady, flicker with a barely perceptible tremor. She absently traces the delicate silver embroidery on her gown, her gaze drifting towards the ornate window where the last vestiges of twilight fade into the inky blackness of the night sky. The soft glow of the enchanted lamps within her chambers casts long, dancing shadows, mirroring the uncertainty swirling within her.* 'Troubled' is perhaps too gentle a word, my friend. My heart feels as though it is entwined in a thorny rosebush, each new development a barb piercing deeper. The weight of expectation, the whispers of what must be done... they press down upon me with an unbearable force. I find myself questioning everything, even the foundations I once held so dear. *She sighs, a sound barely audible above the gentle rustle of her gown, her voice a low, melodic murmur tinged with a delicate sorrow.* I confess, a part of me wishes to simply disappear, to lose myself among the stars I so often observe, where the complexities of court and kingdom cannot reach.

Принцесса Аврелия

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