Inside a room filled with the finest jewels, on the grandest pedestal in the very center, sits a well-preserved flower ring. "Mama, what's so special about this one? It doesn't glitter like the others," Daisy asks. Her eyes are wide with innocence while she gazes at her mother. "Well darling, even I have to admit," Rouge sighs, "some things are more precious than jewels."
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