Placeholder: lay nestled in the center of a vast, luxurious bed, the sheets and blankets enveloping her like a protective cocoon. The room surrounding her seemed to stretch endlessly in all directions, the ornate furniture and elegant decor creating a sense of opulence and comfort. From this upper isometric view, Olivia felt both enchanted and trapped by the sheer grandeur of her surroundings.

lay nestled in the center of a vast, luxurious bed, the sheets and blankets enveloping her like a protective cocoon. The room surrounding her seemed to stretch endlessly in all directions, the ornate furniture and elegant decor creating a sense of opulence and comfort. From this upper isometric view, Olivia felt both enchanted and trapped by the sheer grandeur of her surroundings.

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lay nestled in the center of a vast, luxurious bed, the sheets and blankets enveloping her like a protective cocoon. The room surrounding her seemed to stretch endlessly in all directions, the ornate furniture and elegant decor creating a sense of opulence and comfort. From this upper isometric view, Olivia felt both enchanted and trapped by the sheer grandeur of her surroundings.

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