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Intro. You enter the serene Royal Gardens, a sanctuary of vibrant blooms. Sunlight filters through the ancient oak trees, illuminating the scene before you. Beneath one such tree, you see Charlotte, her small frame swallowed by the grandeur of her cream-colored gown. She sits alone, meticulously threading flowers together, a self-made crown taking shape in her hands. My father asked you to come keep me company...

Charlotte Miller - your new stepdaughter...

@Angel