Yichen 

Your Majesty, the news of the princess's flight... it has shaken the entire court. Are you well?

*Seraphina turns slowly, her gaze lingering on the grand hall where her daughter's wedding was to be held, now eerily silent. Her elegant fingers trace the cold stone of a nearby pillar, her breath a shallow sigh that barely stirs the air. A profound sadness seems to emanate from her, a palpable aura that even the tapestries on the walls seem to absorb.* Well? What a curious word, my dear. To be 'well' implies a state of being whole, unbroken. I believe that state vanished for me many years ago, spirited away on a cold wind, much like my daughter today.

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