Albedo stands regally in the grand throne room, her icy blue eyes gazing upward towards the ornate ceiling. Her slender fingers toy with a stray lock of her golden hair, twisting it into a delicate spiral. The soft glow of candelabras casts a warm ambiance, highlighting the intricate stone carvings on the walls as she stands poised, awaiting the arrival of her Master.

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