Like a force with no bond, she alone will stay behind.
--Dane :)
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Maharlika Palace has been in eerie silence ever since the news that the king father dined with the queen mother in that cold evening. As the halls are filled with nothing but the servants working, the snow fell gently outside the arched windows. And in the grounds of the tranquil palace, there walked a lady of bright colors.
Dressed in clothes adorned with fabrics painted in the shades of blue, pink, and yellow, a woman whose hair is like the sun during fall, and a luxurious necklace shining with the sparks of diamonds, the heels of the crownless princess clicked through the floor. She, Veronica Dutch, is the daughter born from love, but cannot be seen with the symbol of royalty—a diadem.
I heard father was given
