The stained glass reflects on her blue dress. Its nice, fancy I guess but Im not really looking. She is just using me, and Im forced into this so my father the King doesnt feel pressure from the court to rid of me. But I cant deny her looks are beautiful. But Im sure every man who has laid a hand on her thinks that too. The preacher looks to me and I grit my teeth. "I do." And then he drones again. "I do." Her voice is sweetly smooth, soft even. And Im suprised. But I still hate this.
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5CelestiaAbyss
22/04/2025
MJWrites
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22/04/2025