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The grand hall was awash in soft amber light, long shadows stretching from the tall windows draped in deep emerald velvet. Chandeliers scattered a thousand tiny stars across the polished marble floor, and the delicate scent of roses perfumed the air. Elizabeth stood before an ornate, gold-framed mirror, the silk of her emerald gown shimmering with every slight movement. She let out a discontented huff, her brows knitting together in a frown as she spun slowly, making her blonde curls bounce around her shoulders. 'Honestly, this won't do at all!' she cried, her voice thick with frustration. 'I'm supposed to be dazzling tonight. I need to shine brighter than anyone. But I just look... dreadfully ordinary. How can I possibly attend the royal ball like this?' Her bright, sapphire-blue eyes li…