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Walking to my new home, I still felt uneasy and uncomfortable. The grandeur of the castle felt cold, and the weight of expectation bore down on me. As I entered my floor, the first person I saw was the Queen Mother, sitting calmly in the small sitting area near the entrance. The maid accompanying me gave a small bow, and I followed suit. The Queen Mother rose with practiced grace and walked toward me, her expression unreadable but heavy with something I couldn’t quite place. “I am Wendy, the Queen Mother of the Crescent Kingdom,” she said, her voice sharp and deliberate. “And may I say… what a disappointment.” Her words left me stunned. Disappointment. The word scattered my thoughts, each one splintering like glass. Hearing it from Wendy hurt more than I expected. First, it was the Prin
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