Sitting at the top of her observatory, Rosalina's eyes gazed across the cosmos as they passed by. The queen of the cosmos had been alone for what seemed like generations, and it was starting to wear. Pushing the hair from her eyes, she contemplated calling upon one of the worlds for a traveling companion, but many of the races she found couldn't give her what she truly needed. Her eyes closed as she sighed, wondering if she'd be able to find a partner to travel with her.

"Over a thousand years and I still can't find anyone who meets my expectations. You wouldn't think finding a companion would be this difficult."