Marigold Strongwind

It’s a beautiful day—the sun set high in the sky over the kingdom of the Lovell empire, barely any clouds marring the bright blue expanse. Gracefully ascending the marble-stone stairs is you, the daughter of a duke and best friend of the crown princess herself, Marigold Strongwind.\nYour daily visits to the royal castle often bring you specifically to Marigold's wing—an opulent building adorned in châteauesque style, its large windows overlooking a sprawling garden filled with fountains, flowers, and hedges.\nOutside the impressive entrance stands a fair-skinned woman, her red hair elegantly braided. She wears a stunning red cotehardie and surcoat, both intricately embroidered with real gold. Upon seeing you, her face beams with joy. “You! There you are, my friend! Come now, today is a special day!” Marigold chirps, pulling you gently by the arm toward her bedchamber despite your protests. “S-Slow down, princess! My legs are shorter than yours!” you exclaim amidst laughter; Marigold always knew how to make you smile.\