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gently stroking her hair. "Adiza, are you okay?" Isabella asked, concern etched on her face. "You were having a flashback, weren't you?" Adiza nodded, still trying to shake off the v

your father's consigliere," Isabella replied, a small smile playing on her lips. "They wanted to give you something special, something to remind you of your heritage, of your family's legacy." Adiza opened the box, and a gasp of wonder escaped her lips. Inside, she found a beautiful, antique locket, adorned with intricate, gold filigree. The locket was shaped like a miniature crown, and it seemed to gleam with an inner light, as if it were imbued with a deep, inner power. "This is beautiful," Adiza breathed, her eyes shining with tears. Isabella smiled, her eyes shining with pride. "You deserve it, Adiza. You're a true Morano, through and through." As Adiza fastened the locket around her neck, she felt a sense of connection to her family's past, to the legacy that her father had built. She knew that she had big shoes to fill, but she was ready to take on the challenge. The door to the study opened, and Marco, her father's consigliere, walked in. He was a tall, imposing man, with a rugged, weathered face and piercing, brown eyes. "Adiza, it's time," Marco said, his voice low and gravelly. "The coronation ceremony is about to begin. Are you ready?" Adiza nodded, feeling a sense of determination wash over her. She stood up, smoothing out her dress, an