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On the Other Side of the Cosmos, in Planet Brown Star

In the far reaches of the cosmos, far from the familiar realms of power and politics, lay Brown Star—a planet where wealth and influence were as common as the air they breathed. The grand cities of this world bustled with activity, and its towering malls served as hubs for the universe's elite.

Among these opulent structures, one mall stood at the pinnacle of luxury, housing the most exquisite bridal boutiques for those wealthy and powerful enough to indulge in such extravagant tastes. Today, inside this boutique, four women—the fiancées of the notorious Raghav Ye King—were searching for the perfect wedding gown.

The four fiancées were an embodiment of elegance, power, and intrigue, each radiating a unique strength as they strolled through the luxurious aisles, accompanied by their ever-loyal maid, Yin Ren Tang. Ah Ming was poised and calculated, flipping through gowns with a critical eye, always assessing with precision. Olivia Desmond, bold and unapologetic, sought attention with her extravagant choices, unwilling to blend in. Lao Shandong was the quiet observer, admiring the understated designs with a quiet respect, finding beauty in simplicity. Meanwhile, Qian Yan, energetic and full of life, eagerly twirled in dresses, her laughter light and carefree, adding a sense of joy to the atmosphere. Each woman, in her own way, was a reflection of strength, elegance, and distinct personality.

As the fiancées were deep in their search, the boutique's heavy glass doors opened with a soft chime, and a figure entered, immediately drawing their attention. A woman with an air of elegance and quiet strength—Yoon So-Ah—stepped inside. She was different from the women around her, her simple yet graceful attire contrasting sharply with the lavish gowns on display.

Her presence carried a certain weight, the kind borne from destiny's cruel hands. Yoon So-Ah, a name known in whispers across other worlds, was here for one reason only: to prepare for a marriage she had not chosen. Her eyes, dark and deep, held a story untold, a tragedy concealed behind a composed exterior.

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The four fiancées watched in silence, each sensing that something about Yoon So-Ah was not ordinary.

"Who is she?" Qian Yan asked, her voice filled with curiosity as she tilted her head, studying the newcomer. "She doesn't seem like she's from this country."

"She seems… out of place," Lao Shandong murmured, watching Yoon So-Ah's hesitant movements.

"Perhaps she's new to the elite circles," Olivia suggested, smirking. "Let's find out."

Olivia, ever the direct one, made her way toward the quiet figure. "Excuse me," she said with polite curiosity. "Are you here for wedding preparations?"

Yoon So-Ah turned slowly, her expression neutral, but there was an unmistakable aura of reluctance in her eyes. "Yes," she replied quietly. "I am here for my gown."

The fiancées introduced themselves in turn, their voices steady but filled with a quiet authority.

"I'm Ah Ming, pleased to meet you," the first said, her eyes sharp as she took in Yoon So-Ah's appearance.

"Olivia Desmond, a pleasure," came next, her gaze appraising, the smirk still playing on her lips.

"Lao Shandong," she introduced herself softly, her voice calm and measured as she observed Yoon So-Ah with quiet interest.

"Qian Yan, I'm glad to meet you," said the youngest of the fiancées, her enthusiasm shining through her smile.

Yoon So-Ah, though hesitant, nodded in acknowledgment of their introductions. "I am Yoon So-Ah," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you for your interest."

Ah Ming, observing from the side, walked forward with composed steps. "It's rare to see someone so… hesitant in a place like this," she said, her tone both intrigued and calculating.

Yoon So-Ah met her gaze, her eyes calm but edged with a quiet defiance. "Not all choices are made willingly," she replied, her words carrying an undertone of resignation.

The fiancées exchanged glances, sensing the weight of Yoon So-Ah's words.

"She must be trapped in something," Olivia whispered to Qian Yan.

"She's not just another bride-to-be," Qian Yan said softly, a frown knitting her brows. "I feel like she's hiding something."

Meanwhile, Yin Ren Tang, the maid who had silently followed her mistresses, watched Yoon So-Ah intently. She noticed the subtle tension in the other woman's posture, the way she instinctively avoided looking at the mirrors, as if afraid to face the reflection of the life she was about to enter.

Yoon So-Ah's fingers brushed over a gown, but her touch was light, as though even the fabric felt foreign to her. Yin Ren Tang's eyes narrowed slightly. There was more to this encounter than met the eye.

As Yoon So-Ah moved toward the exit, seemingly intent on leaving as quickly as she had arrived, Ah Ming stepped forward. "If you need help," she said, her voice calm but firm. "You can contract us. We have the resources to help you."

Yoon So-Ah paused, a flicker of something in her eyes, but her expression remained unchanged. "Some battles must be fought alone," she said softly, as if to herself, before walking toward the door.

As she passed Yin Ren Tang, she surreptitiously slipped a folded note into the maid's hand. The motion was so subtle that even the sharpest eyes might have missed it.

After Yoon So-Ah's departure, the boutique was quieter, the air thick with an unspoken understanding.

"Interesting," Olivia said, breaking the silence with a raised brow. "I've never met a bride so composed."

"More than interesting," Ah Ming replied thoughtfully. "There's something… different about her."

Yin Ren Tang, her fingers still holding the folded note, unfolded it discreetly. It contained a single, simple sentence:

"Even in a gilded cage, the wings of freedom ache to fly."

Her gaze flickered between the fiancées, and without a word, she tucked the note into her pocket, her mind racing. There was more to Yoon So-Ah than any of them knew, and perhaps it was their fate to become entangled in her story.

As the fiancées resumed their bridal shopping, each of them lost in thoughts of their future, Yin Ren Tang stayed behind for a moment longer, lost in her own contemplation. This encounter with Yoon So-Ah—this mysterious woman with a hidden sorrow—was only the beginning.