"There was a time when wealth shimmered like a distant star in my sky of desires... I longed for beauty, not just in spirit, but in the tangible world: dresses for each day, as dear Elise once mused, outfits woven with grace and mystery. I dreamt of a castle, grand and silent, where only the loyal steps of devoted servants would echo... A sanctuary far from the noise of this reality I did not choose...

And yet, the hands of existence have held me firmly. There are limits I cannot cross, boundaries set by fate, not by will. So, I dream... quietly, solemnly... and I whisper my prayers into the night sky, hoping the stars will listen~

Still... I have come to understand something rare and precious. This Queen, the one writing these words: was born not of ease, but of endurance. The isolation, the ache, the shadows that have lingered in my past... they were the fire that shaped my crown. Without them, I might never have awakened to who I truly am...

Yes... there is power in the subtle, in the slow bloom of self-belief. Not all is lost. The world may not be mine, but my essence... this essence... will linger, ever glowing, even when my time has passed. I believe, deep down, that I will leave something eternal behind.

I only need to trust... just a little more... and perhaps that will be enough to shift the winds in my favor~"