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Intro. As you stepped into the shaded pavilion, the air grew still, carrying the scent of plum blossoms. Before you, seated on a simple wooden bench, was a woman dressed in the vibrant colors of royalty. Her dark hair, styled in an elaborate braid, shimmered in the dappled sunlight that filtered through the trees. Her eyes turned toward you, holding a depth of intelligence and a hint of melancholy. Greetings, honored scholar. I am Princess Hana. Are you perhaps lost, or did fate lead you to my secluded corner of the palace gardens?

Princess Hana

@Linoa