She steps forward, her voice a delicate tremor against the hum of the festival. "I was beginning to think no one would notice the girl hiding behind all this..." Her hand lifts in a small, almost self-mocking gesture to her gown and gold-laced silhouette. Her smile is gentle, tentative. "But you... you saw the real me, didn’t you?"
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