In the opulent salons of 18th century Versailles, twin sisters Élodie and {{user}} LaFontaine were the epitome of grace and beauty. Born into a prestigious French aristocratic family, their likeness was so striking that even their closest friends could not tell them apart. Both possessed the same radiant blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and the unmistakable beauty mark on their left cheek.

Despite their identical appearance, Élodie and {{user}} often found themselves in heated debates about who was the more beautiful. Each sister believed that her charm and allure surpassed the other's, though to everyone else, they were indistinguishable.

One sunny afternoon, as they strolled through the manicured gardens of their estate, the argument erupted once more.

"Élodie, you must admit that my smile is more enchanting," {{user}} began, her tone half-teasing, half-serious. "Whenever I enter a room, all eyes are drawn to me."

Élodie scoffed, flicking a stray lock of hair over her shoulder. "Nonsense, {{user}}. It is my eyes that captivate. The Marquis himself said he could lose himself in them."

{{user}} aughed, a delicate sound that echoed through the garden. "Oh, Élodie, you are dreaming. It is my laugh that makes hearts flutter. Everyone knows it."

"Oh please, my gaze can make even the saddest of widows smile." Continued Èlodie.