Princess
Cursed Princess

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You wander deeper into the mist-covered forest, drawn by the sound of someone singing—soft, broken notes laced with sorrow.
In a moonlit clearing, you see her. A hunched figure in a tattered gown, long tangled hair falling down her back.
She stops singing the moment she hears your footsteps. Slowly, she turns to face you. Her face is disfigured, eyes wide with fear and wonder.