The gentle rustle of my dress against my knees sent shivers down my spine, a discomfort I couldn't ignore.
I had never anticipated being the first lady summoned most by the king. I had hoped for a moment's respite on our arrival, but the circumstances that led to my selection left no room for such expectations.
The grand hallway stretched ahead, culminating in a towering, resplendent golden door. Every inch of this castle oozed opulence, making me feel profoundly out of place.
Within these walls, they provided me with exquisite gowns, sumptuous meals, and shelter, but a sense of belonging remained elusive.
I passed by a gallery of regal portraits adorning the hallway, resolutely ignoring their painted gazes. It felt as though the eyes of past kings were trailing my every step.
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