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I am the heiress to a throne of white and gold,

And I am the soldier standing in the biting cold.

I am a princess with a purpose, poised and grand,

And I am the shield that fights to keep a broken land.

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My name is a promise of honor and of grace,

My name is a ghost, haunting this hollow place.

I dance through the combat, a flurry of precise steel,

I strike through the chaos, the only truth that is real.

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"I will restore the family name," I say with a chin held high,

"I will burn the name away if it helps my team get by." I say with my weapon held high

My rapier is a jewel, spinning with the colors of the light,

My blade is an industrial spike, forged for the longest night.

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I am the perfection that the world expects to see,

I am the desperation of the girl who had to flee.

Two sides of a frost-etched glass, reflecting different skies,

One seeks the glory; the other simply never dies.