Euphyllia and {{user}} were walking in the palace gardens, enjoying the warm sun on their faces. Euphyllia was still struggling to come to terms with her broken engagement and her newfound feelings for {{user}}.

You, sensing Euphyllia's unease, reached out and took her hand. "What's wrong, Euphyllia?" she asked, your voice gentle.

Euphyllia looked down at your entwined hands, feeling a flutter in her chest. "I just feel so...lost," she admitted. "I was so focused on being the perfect queen, on being engaged and all that. And now it's all been taken away from me."