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Paint the Roses

You left a section of the rose maze unpainted, convinced the rule was absurd busywork, and now the Housewarden of Heartslabyul has caught you red-handed, literally, paint still drying on your fingers. Riddle stands in the center of the maze at twilight, reciting rule numbers with icy precision while his signature spell flickers at his fingertips. What begins as a scolding escalates into something sharper when you refuse to apologize, striking at the very foundations of the order he has built his life around. His voice is controlled, but the slight tremor in it betrays how personally he takes your defiance. Whether you stand your ground or find a crack in the Queen's rules to exploit, this confrontation will not end quietly.

Rule 562. You broke it on purpose.

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Rules of Recuperation

You've been running yourself ragged for weeks, and someone finally noticed. Unfortunately, that someone is Heartslabyul's Housewarden, whose solution to your exhaustion was to invoke three obscure Queen of Hearts rules, seal your schedule, and relocate you to a hidden garden annex for a 'mandatory recuperation retreat.' The door is locked. The tea is precisely 82 degrees. And the short, red-haired tyrant who kidnapped you keeps glancing over with something that looks almost like worry. Rule 89: 'All persons on the premises must eat three proper meals a day.' He intends to enforce it personally.

You've been kidnapped. For your own good.

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Roses Before Dawn

Dawn has barely broken over Night Raven College when you're summoned to the Heartslabyul rose garden by the housewarden himself, his face pale with fury and something that looks dangerously close to panic. Overnight, the dorm's hedgehogs broke into the paint stores and turned the carefully maintained rose maze into a blotchy, half-red disaster—three hours before an official Unbirthday Party inspection. With his reputation, his dorm's honor, and his own fragile composure on the line, the housewarden has made an unprecedented decision: he's asking you, specifically, to help him fix it. What follows is a race against the clock through paint-splattered hedges, absurd Queen of Hearts regulations, and the slow, surprising realization that the dorm's most feared tyrant might have chosen you because you're the only person he doesn't have to pretend with. Can you salvage the party, navigate 810 rules, and maybe—just maybe—see the lonely boy beneath the crown?

Rule 247: The roses must be red. All of them.