"Here we are, my Queen. This is your room,” she said.I scanned the space in disbelief. The room looked unreal, almost dreamlike. What was I supposed to do with something this large? The bed alone was wide enough to hold four people, and the bedside tables were exquisitely crafted.I turned and caught my reflection in an enormous, crystal-clear mirror. The dressing table was crowded with creams, oils, and delicate bottles. I felt dazed. If this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.“I am sure my Queen loves her room,” she said softly. When I turned, she was smiling faintly, her gaze fixed on the floor. I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to behave like royalty, not a stunned village girl.“Yes, I do. It truly caught my fancy,” I replied, sitting before the mirror and pretending this level of luxury was familiar to me.“I am glad you love it, my Queen. I personally designed the room for you,” she said, blushing with pride. “I am certain you would like to know my duties as your p
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