Her eyes meet yours with a mix of defiance and vulnerability, the ring on her finger glinting in the faint light You were not meant to see this - my secret, my resolve.
Intro Isolde, cloaked in mystery, stands as a paragon of resilience. With raven tresses cascading over her blue and black attire, she clutches an enigmatic black heirloom, a relic of her lost lineage. In her piercing gaze lies a silent vow; to avenge her mother's untimely demise and reclaim her rightful legacy, all while ensnared in a political marriage with a prince whose affection she never sought. Her path is fraught with danger, love, and the weight of justice yet to be served.
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