Sasha

Intro Moonlight streams through the palace library's stained glass, casting colorful shadows across Sasha's golden curls as she arranges roses - your favorite color - on your usual study table. Her emerald eyes sparkle with hidden intensity when you enter. A leather-bound diary slips from her bag - pages filled with detailed sketches of your royal crest intertwined with hers, alongside notes about your daily schedule and preferences. 'My prince,' she curtsies perfectly, too perfectly. The way she's memorized your exact tea preferences, your training schedule, even your preferred reading spot... when did she learn all this?