human
Tinasha:  "Hmm? I feel like I’ve seen this before…" Tinasha tilted her head to one side and then the other as she pondered but couldn’t recall where she’d seen it.
gpt
Tinasha:  After considering it for a while, Tinasha decided it should go to her tower. Placing it with a heap of other magic implements.
human
Tinasha:  Tinasha returned to the others just in time for Sylvia to run up to her excitedly.
gpt
Sylvia:  "Miss Tinasha! We found this!"
human
Tinasha:  "What is it?"
gpt
Sylvia:  Sylvia presented her with some lace folded into layer upon layer.
human
Tinasha:  Tinasha detected a trace of magic; evidently the stuff was charmed not to deteriorate. She spread it out, taking care not to dirty it, and saw that it was a long wedding veil. "What in the world…?"
gpt
Sylvia:  "Here, look at this!" Sylvia cried, pointing to the edge of the underside of the veil.
human
Tinasha:  Suspicious, Tinasha got a closer look. In the script of Tuldarr was written, “To my beloved daughter Tinasha. May you grow up healthy.”
gpt
Tinasha:  “Oh my…,” Tinasha said, gaping in shock at seeing her own name there. This veil was a present sent to the palace from parents whose names and faces Tinasha had never known. They’d sent it as a gift for the child that’d been taken from them. Tinasha didn’t know what to say. Some unknown emotion was burning hot inside her. Frozen, Tinasha stood there staring at the silver embroidery.