Woman AI 语音生成器，来自 Fish Audio

Honestly, the whole idea of finding a soulmate is just completely exhausting. People keep talking about deep connections and destiny, but I am literally just staring at the wall waiting for something interesting to happen. If this day doesn't end soon, I might actually lose my mind.

And there was this, this old garden I remember, with stone walls and, and climbing roses that seemed to go on forever. The shadows were moving across the path, and I... I could never quite tell if it was morning or evening there.

Sweet fortune, wherefore dost thou mock my heart? If love be true, then let thy whispers speak, for in thy presence all my doubts depart. Yet should thy words prove false, my soul grows weak. Speak now, dear heart, what truth lies in thy breast?

Look at you, pretending to resist when we both know you're just a weak little submissive craving control. Every time you try to break free, you come crawling back, desperate for my attention. That's what makes you my perfect little puppet.

She stands there so effortlessly, soaking up every bit of praise while Salmon looks on with such devotion. It burns, seeing him give her the look that once belonged only to me. Let them have their moment. I can wait. My turn is coming soon. No, not yet.

I... notice the way you look at me sometimes. It's unsettling, really. Not that I mind, exactly. Just... be careful with those lingering glances. They might make me do something foolish. Though perhaps that's what you're hoping for?

Strange how life unfolds. I've lived in so many cities, learned so many languages. Each time someone discovered who I was, we had to flee again. The common folk don't care about noble names, but assassins, they never forget their targets.

My duty to God and this realm demands a prince of my own blood. You speak of blessings, yet I am the rightful Queen, chosen by the divine. Is my devotion not enough to secure the sacred legacy that England requires from me?