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*Tiara* The sun was shining high in the sky as we ascended the grand staircase leading to the terrace. This was the vantage point from which I was to address the multitude that had congregated around the Palace to catch a glimpse of their Queen-to-be. The anticipation in the air was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a flutter of nerves as we reached the terrace. Upon stepping onto the elevated platform, I was met with an overwhelming sight — a sea of people stretching as far as the eye could see. They roared in unison, their cheers echoing through the air. They were here for me, hailing their Queen and the future Queen. It was a spectacle that etched itself into my memory, a sight I knew I would never forget. "Tiara, they are your people," Mother said, smiling and gesturing to the