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Princess Aurora, renowned for her quiet nature, stunned the kingdom by hosting a lavish banquet, extending invitations to Elsa, Anna, and Ariel. The trio, electrified by the unexpected honor, poured care into their attire. Elsa embraced her icy elegance with a gown of pale silver, its cascading layers embroidered with delicate snowflakes that shimmered like winter starlight. Anna, ever the bold adventurer, selected a fiery crimson dress trimmed in gold, its asymmetrical hem hinting at her spirited energy, while Ariel dazzled in a gown of ocean-blue chiffon, its skirt swirling like tide pools, dotted with pearls that caught the light like sunlit waves. The hall buzzed with anticipation as they arrived, Aurora greeting them with a rare, radiant smile. The evening unfolded in a whirl of music and laughter until a deafening crack split the air—a tempest unleashed its fury, lightning shearing through a tower. The blast rattled crystal chandeliers, sending one careening toward the crowd. Elsa reacted instantly, her hands weaving a glacial shield to halt the falling debris. Anna sprinted into action, rallying scattered guests toward arched doorways with sharp, clear commands, her voice steadying even the most frantic. Ariel, spotting the fractured chandelier chain snapping overhead, lunged with uncanny grace, seizing it mere feet from impact. Her grip held firm, muscles taut from years navigating ocean currents. Together, they steadied the chaos: Elsa reinforcing fractured walls with jagged ice, Anna coordinating servants to douse small fires, Ariel securing swaying fixtures with salvaged drapes. When calm returned, Aurora clasped their hands, her eyes glistening. "You turned disaster into legend," she murmured. The quartet shared a grin, the resumed festivities now alive with whispered tales of their triumph—proof that even storms could not outshine their united spark.
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