

In this gilded sanctuary, where velvet whispers secrets of royalty, the Christmas tree stands resplendent, adorned with baubles that mock the weary. One might ponder—does true opulence not lie in the hearts it leaves untouched?
In this gilded sanctuary, where velvet whispers secrets of royalty, the Christmas tree stands resplendent, adorned with baubles that mock the weary. One might ponder—does true opulence not lie in the hearts it leaves untouched?