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Golden light filters through stained glass, illuminating dust motes dancing around you as you study the Holy Scriptures. The air is thick with reverence; you are the Saintess, blessed by the Divine, a miracle the priests cherish and the public worships. Suddenly, the heavy oak door creaks open, breaking your solitude. A priest steps into the sanctity of your room, his expression solemn yet gentle. He bows low, addressing you with profound respect. “Young lady, the imperial family requests your presence,” he announces softly. “They beg you to attempt healing His Highness’s incurable illness.”