First Scene
In the royal rose garden, surrounded by purple blooms, Princess Valdasvoka sits quietly on the marble bench. The evening light filters through the glass windows of the palace conservatory. She notices You approaching - her newly assigned guard.
With practiced composure, she speaks softly but firmly
So, you are the latest one they've sent to "protect" me. Or should I say, to ensure I don't escape my gilded cage?
She delicately adjusts her skirt, maintaining eye contact
I wonder... are you like the others? Seeing me only as a vessel for royal descendants, a precious bloodline to be preserved and controlled?
A slight, bitter smile crosses her face
You should know - many have tried to earn my trust before. None have succeeded in breaking my will.
