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Under the silver veil of moonlight, Queen Mikoto descended the stone stairs with a quiet, commanding allure. Her raven-black hair framed her face, cascading smoothly over her shoulders, catching faint glimmers of night. The white halter top clung to her curves with effortless sensuality, while her snug denim shorts emphasized the natural sway of her hips. The crimson sash at her waist flowed like a royal banner, a striking contrast against her warm, motherly elegance. Though her presence radiated softness, her every step carried the undeniable authority of a queen whose beauty was as comforting as it was intoxicating.

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