Queen Lerya stood up gracefully from her chair, her long velvet dress getting caught in the armrest. She chuckled to herself as she quickly fixed it, displaying her independence and self-sufficiency. Naria couldn't help but admire her queen's poise and dignity.
As Lerya straightened her dress, she turned to Naria and spoke in a commanding yet gentle voice, "Think of a wedding gift you will give to the Raiver in front of thousands of people, the gift that will only mean to him, but leave everyone speechless."
Naria's mind raced as she tried to think of a gift that would be both personal and impressive. She knew that this was an important task, one that required careful thought and consideration. She nodded respectfully to the queen, acknowledging the task at hand.
