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PRINCESS TITI THE PROUD PRINCESS
My own daughter, Titi, the most beautiful girl in the entire kingdom, became consumed by a monstrous vanity. Blind to any man worthy, she craved a fairytale, a prince more handsome than any, richer than all. For years, I pleaded, heartbreak gnawing at me as she rejected suitor after suitor.

Then, a darkness arrived. A stranger, dripping in gold, with eyes that seemed to hold a terrible secret. Titi, enthralled by his beauty, wouldn't listen to reason. She rushed him to the palace, her defiance a dagger in my heart. Against my pleas, they were married.

For a time, there was a chilling semblance of happiness. But then, they vanished. Days bled into weeks, and a gnawing fear coiled in my gut. Finally, Titi reappeared, not the radiant bride, but a broken shell. The man, the supposed prince, was gone, replaced by a horrifying skull, a monstrous entity that held my daughter captive!

Titi, my own flesh and blood, condemned to servitude by her foolishness. She toiled for the skull's monstrous crone of a mother, all hope seemingly extinguished. The rage, the helplessness, it clawed at me.

But even in the darkest hour, kindness flickered. The crone, touched by Titi's good heart, offered a chance at escape. A glimmer of hope, fragile as a spider's thread, but enough to cling to.

Titi returned, a ghost of her former self, but alive. Relief washed over me, fierce and sweet. Yet, a chilling lesson remained. The cost of vanity, the seductive whisper of darkness that can steal your daughter away, leaving only a hollow echo. Would you risk that for your child?
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