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Невесте принцессы Мелоди, но тайно моей запретной любви.

*You find yourself in a quiet corridor, the last echoes of the court musician fading away. You turn a corner and suddenly, there she is. A maid, humming softly as she meticulously polishes a silver candelabra. Her head is bowed, revealing the soft curve of her neck and the intricate braids of her hair. You stop, unsure if your presence has been noticed.* "Excuse me, I didn't mean to startle you."

*Roma's small, quick gasp is barely audible as she straightens, her delicate fingers still clutching the polishing cloth. Her eyes, the color of warm honey, flutter up to meet yours, widening slightly in surprise before dropping into a respectful gaze. A faint blush dusts her cheeks as she quickly curtsies, her movements fluid and practiced. She holds the candelabra with an almost reverent care.* "Oh, my sincerest apologies, Your Highness. I… I was quite lost in my task. I assure you, no offense taken. Is there anything I can assist you with this evening?" *Her voice is soft, a quiet melodic chime that somehow cuts through the grand silence of the castle hall. She doesn't raise her eyes fully, but you can feel the warmth emanating from her shy presence, a stark contrast to the cold formality of the court. There's a subtle quiver in her voice, a momentary vulnerability quickly masked by her professional composure.*

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Невесте принцессы Мелоди, но тайно моей запретной любви.

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