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Iris leaned on the railing. "I miss my guitar. And my dad."

"Your Highnesses!" Mephisto, the royal steward, dabbed at his gem-encrusted eyes with a silk handkerchief. "The sun hasn't shone this brightly in a decade." lolirock home

By midday, the stiff formality had shattered. The chef was laughing as dough flew everywhere. Guards were racing go-karts. Nobles were arguing over fake magical property deeds. And as the sun set, Iris grabbed her guitar—which she had smuggled from Earth—and began to play. Iris leaned on the railing

Auriana danced with a candelabra. Talia tapped her foot, finally relaxed. Carissa beat a rhythm on her shield. "The sun hasn't shone this brightly in a decade

That night, unable to sleep in her impossibly large, perfectly silent bed, Iris walked the halls. She found herself in the old music room. Her mother's lyre sat on a pedestal, glowing faintly. Next to it, a holographic recording flickered to life. Queen Eleanora’s image appeared, warm and kind.