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Princess kasika, a vision of loveliness, ran through the lush green gardens of the palace, her silver anklets jingling with every step. Her long, dark hair flowed behind her like a waterfall , with a few stray strands framing her heart-shaped face. Her bright, expressive eyes sparkled like diamonds in the moonlight, shining with a mischievous glint.
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Her slender figure was draped in a flowing, silk lehenga of emerald green, intricately embroidered with golden thread and precious gems. The delicate fabric rustled softly as she moved, revealing glimpses of her dainty feet, adorned with henna patterns.
As she ran, her maid, a gentle-faced woman named Leela, followed closely behind, trying to keep up with the princess's energetic pace. Leela's simple, yet elegant, cotton sari was a stark contrast to the princess's opulent attire, but her warm smile and kind eyes shone with devotion as she chased after her young mistress.
The garden, a vibrant tapestry of colors, was in full bloom, with flowers of every hue - roses, marigolds, jasmine, and lotus - swaying gently in the breeze. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers and the soft , creating a sense of joy and freedom.
Princess Kasika, laughing and carefree, darted between the flowerbeds, her maid hot on her heels. She paused for a moment, and looked at the Roses.
Leela, unable to resist the princess's infectious laughter, couldn't help but smile as she watched her young mistress spin around, the roses .
