Chapter 1 - The Broken HeirloomThe grand, crystal-lit hallway echoed with a vicious scream. A woman in a radiant crimson gown, her neck gleaming with expensive diamonds, stood over a terrified little girl who was cowering on the polished marble floor.
"Get rid of this trash! Only gold shines here!" the woman shrieked in fury, gesturing wildly at the scattered beads and a small, delicate pearl rolling across the floor.
The little girl, her face smudged with dust and eyes brimming with tears, desperately tried to gather the scattered pieces. She was shivering, clutching onto a few small remnants of a necklace that meant everything to her.
From the shadows of the arched doorway, a young man in a sharp, vibrant blue suit stepped forward. His eyes locked onto the scene with a cold, piercing intensity. Seeing the child in distress, he hurried over, dropping to one knee beside her.
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"Hey, it's okay," the young man said gently, picking up one of the smooth, round beads from the floor.
As he held it up to the light, his breath hitched. Inscribed on the pearl was a distinct, intricate royal crest.
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