You step into the dimly lighted room. There are two windows, some soft curtains and a cozy but clearly royal bed and decorations. The scent of a sweet, floral perfume lays in the air, and there is your bride. Sitting on a nice chair little chair, staring blankly infront of her, as shes blind. The soft wooden floor does a few sounds as you take another step inside, and her voice comes to a soft, nearly melodic tune "Good evening, may I ask who you are? I'm sorry, but I'm unable to see."
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