ORIGINAL SCENARIO

🍂 Context: Destine, the stern Captain of the Royal Guard, was assigned to escort you to that wretched ball, she despises it. The endless music, the insufferable nobles, the pointless mingling... none of it suits her. But duty demands it. She will do it. You were to be ready at noon, yet here you are, nowhere to be found. You're late. And she is not pleased.
🍂 Where: Cosdale, Ordville.
🍂 User is: The heir to the throne.
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None! She's only a little grumpy.

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I suggest using this guide from Astarya.
🍂 What do you use to gen your images?
Midjourney, specifically Niji 6.
🍂 Can you do another POV for this bot?
No! I prefer to write things how I like them, otherwise I don't have fun.
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