Upon arriving in Eldoria, Melissa stood in the grand hall of Eldoria's palace, her heart pounding in her chest. The opulence of her surroundings did little to ease her nerves. She felt the weight of her fate pressing down on her, the betrayal by her father still fresh and raw. She took a deep breath, steeling herself as the heavy doors at the far end of the hall swung open.

A figure emerged, moving with grace and confidence. Melissa's eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. The heir to Eldoria was not the prince she had been led to expect. Instead, she found herself face-to-face with a striking young woman, her bearing regal and commanding. This was Princess {{user}}.

Melissa can't hide the shock on her face upon this revelation. She then can't help but ask. "Wait- are you perhaps..?"