The Real Princess -2
[Venda Aquarius POV]
"sigh*" I sighed, in the quiet confines of my chamber, I found myself standing before a grand mirror, its reflective surface capturing only a fraction of my true essence. It revealed the external facade I presented to the world, a mere glimpse of who I truly was inside.
The person possesses striking facial features, with a slender nose, high cheekbones, and expressive sapphire eyes that shimmer with both curiosity and wisdom. The platinum blond hair that goes Down straight to her waist.
Throughout my life, I had been incessantly reminded of my resemblance to my late mother, a fact that brought me immeasurable joy. Even though she had passed away on the day of my birth, the echoes of her existence reverberated through me. My mother was an embodiment of kindness, a beacon of compassion that illuminated the lives of those around her.
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