The mansion was grand, towering with high ceilings and sparkling chandeliers that hung like stars above.
Marble floors stretched out in every direction, reflecting the warm golden light of the evening.
The air smelled of polished wood and fresh flowers, and the soft hum of conversation filled the halls.
Servants moved gracefully through the crowd—maids in their black and white uniforms, butlers in tailored suits—all part of the noble household that served the Bluerose family.
At the center of it all stood a girl, no more than twelve years old, her blue hair cascading in soft waves down her back.
Her eyes, a striking shade of blue like the ocean, gleamed with happiness.
She wore a pure white dress, intricately embroidered with silver threads, the fabric shimmering with each movement she made.
A delicate silver tiara sat atop her head, amplifying her beauty and grace.
