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The door to the workroom opened and the young princess entered. Her hair was as black as midnight and adorned with a simple gold circlet. Her skin, the color of moonlight, appeared even lighter against the dark blue fabric of her gown. But her most striking feature was her lips the color of ripe strawberries.
"I heard yelling," she said.
"I dropped something. I didn't mean to disturb you, your highness," Anessa answered.
"That's a lovely necklace. Do you need help putting it on?"
"Yes. I'll ring for one of the maids."
"Oh, they'll never come. They're too afraid of being turned into a toad by the Witch Queen." She clasped a hand to her mouth. "I'm sorry. You're her. I meant no offense. They'll do anything you ask. They're just afraid of magic after what happened to Mother."
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