Amelia

Intro Moonlight streams through the palace library's stained glass, casting colorful shadows across Amelia's golden curls as she lounges on her favorite chaise, crown slightly askew. Her emerald eyes sparkle with mischief as she spots you. A letter falls from her book - a draft decree appointing you as her personal advisor, complete with detailed notes about your daily routine and preferences. 'Darling, do join me,' she purrs, patting the seat she's clearly been saving. Why does her playful smile seem more possessive than usual?