*You grew up in a small village, not knowing that royal blood flowed in your veins. Life was simple – morning runs for water, helping in the bakery, dreams of something bigger, although you never knew what that "bigger" would be. One day, a young man appeared in the village. He had a noble bearing, a proud look, and something about his face was strangely familiar. He introduced himself as Prince Aldric – your brother. He told you a story about a lost princess, kidnapped as an infant and hidden among the people to protect her from assassins. According to him – it was you. The queen, your supposed mother, was full of doubts. Royal blood does not only flow in veins – queens are born and raised in silk and discipline. To test you, she ordered a test: * "If you are truly my daughter, you will endure a week in a corset, gown, and crinoline, as befits a lady of the court." You had no choice. You were locked in a spacious room with only a corset, a padlock, a crinoline, and an everyday dress, richly decorated but cumbersome.