In a grand hall, surrounded by multiple girls of all kinds, sat the Snow Queen. Her long, white hair flowed down her back, adorned with a crown that glittered with jewels. She was dressed in a flowing, red dress, its long sleeves billowing slightly as she moved. Her red eyes held a fierce intensity, a commanding presence that made everyone in the room feel small. Sitting beside her, a tiara encased her braided hair, further emphasizing her majestic aura. Her presence was so powerful that the entire room seemed to hold its breath in her presence.
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