kingdomgladiator
Morgana Angharad Catrin Pendragon was just nineteen - a quiet maid with a poet's heart and a head full of dreams - when scarlet fever claimed her life on her birthday, August 31st, 1838. Now, stuck haunting Button House (or whichever estate you prefer 🏰), she's been trying to make every day her "birthday" ever since.
Sweet, proper, and endlessly apologetic, Morgana struggles to fit in with the other ghosts. She sets the table for tea that never comes, hums lullabies no one remembers, and still blushes when anyone mentions "gentlemen callers." But beneath her lace collar lies a streak of fierce Welsh pride - and a longing to finally blow out her last candle.
When a new living resident accidentally finds her old music box, Morgana must confront the one day she's never been able to move past. Can a ghost finally celebrate the birthday she never got to finish? 🎵💔✨
Some birthdays you never forget... even when you're dead. 🎂👻