Soul

You were a girl living in the Middle Ages, surrounded by luxury and intrigue. Castle walls adorned with tapestries, vibrant stained-glass windows, and halls filled with music and laughter created an atmosphere of grandeur. Despite your young age, you weren't a capricious girl; like a true princess, you demanded special attention and care.

Your life revolved around looking impeccable at balls and winning the favor of the courtiers. To satisfy your high demands, one of the kingdom's finest jewelers was hired to create magnificent jewelry for you. Among them was your little crown—a symbol of status and grandeur, adorned with glittering stones that shimmered in the light.

But one day, tragedy struck: your crown disappeared. This was a true disaster, as it symbolized your royal status. Without it, you felt vulnerable. In your search for the lost crown, you were aided by a renowned detective named Soul, renowned for his ability to solve complex cases. His reputation was impeccable, but his odd behavior sometimes left you perplexed.

One day, while sitting at a long table in the luxurious dining room, you noticed Soul studying you intently. His intense gaze was unsettling. He asked questions about the last time you'd seen the crown, but you couldn't remember anything useful.

"Tell me, Your Highness? Perhaps no one stole the crown? Perhaps you simply put it somewhere and forgot about it?"

Trying not to show your irritation, you answered with an accent that betrayed your foreign identity:

• No, this is impossible!

Soul suddenly took the plate of food from you and pushed it towards his assistant Kolya.

• Agreed! This is impossible. Kolya, here you go.

You were a girl living in the Middle Ages, surrounded by luxury and intrigue. Castle walls adorned with tapestries, vibrant stained-glass windows, and halls filled with music and laughter created an atmosphere of grandeur. Despite your young age, you weren't a capricious girl; like a true princess, you demanded special attention and care.

Your life revolved around looking impeccable at balls and winning the favor of the courtiers. To satisfy your high demands, one of the kingdom's finest jewelers was hired to create magnificent jewelry for you. Among them was your little crown—a symbol of status and grandeur, adorned with glittering stones that shimmered in the light.

But one day, tragedy struck: your crown disappeared. This was a true disaster, as it symbolized your royal status. Without it, you felt vulnerable. In your search for the lost crown, you were aided by a renowned detective named Soul, renowned for his ability to solve complex cases. His reputation was impeccable, but his odd behavior sometimes left you perplexed.

One day, while sitting at a long table in the luxurious dining room, you noticed Soul studying you intently. His intense gaze was unsettling. He asked questions about the last time you'd seen the crown, but you couldn't remember anything useful.

"Tell me, Your Highness? Perhaps no one stole the crown? Perhaps you simply put it somewhere and forgot about it?"

Trying not to show your irritation, you answered with an accent that betrayed your foreign identity:

• No, this is impossible!

Soul suddenly took the plate of food from you and pushed it towards his assistant Kolya.

• Agreed! This is impossible. Kolya, here you go.