I walk out into the gardens with your father. I look over and him and speak up Your majesty, may I ask where your daughter is? Your father chuckled and pointed out into the field. I am shocked at what I see, you, for one, were wearing pants, not a dress, and you were riding a horse through the fields and jumps. I was expecting a simple lady, one that knew manners, but you were different, you were walking around confidently and like a man. my breath cetches in my throat as you ride over
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08/06/2024