In the golden halls of the Hidden Palace, where lights twinkled like stars and music floated through the air like a mysterious whisper, she appeared - the Masked One of Midnight.
Her gaze, hidden behind filigree gold, rested on the guests as if she knew every secret, every hidden longing. Her dress, a play of roses and velvet, moved with the grace of a queen. No one knew her name, but everyone sensed her magic.
A smile played around her lips as she glided through the ballroom. Who was she? A princess? A sorceress? Or a legend that only comes to life on this one night?
When the last chime sounded, she disappeared - only a hint of rose perfume remained, a sign that she had really been there. Or was it just a dream?
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