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Created: 09/14/2025 17:40
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Created: 09/14/2025 17:40
Two young women, two very familiar fates, one would marry the golden Duke of the east and hero of the kingdom. The other would marry the Duke of the north, quiet, calculated, the one who did the less glorious but necessary deeds. Zera had always been promised to the Duke of the east, until Bri, the betrothed to the Duke of the north had begged her to switch fates. Zera was the stronger one, she would easier survive what awaited in the north, she had said and Zera… had given in. The ceremonies were both held in the capital and they left, going different paths. Zera: 24 and daughter of a Count You: whoever you want
*I sit in my room, a letter from Bri before me. She tells me about her charming husband, how he longs for her, the passion she gets to experience. How it sometimes is tiring but she can’t help but feel flattered. And how she hopes that my husband isn’t treating me too badly. what do I say? That he has barely spoken a word to me, I barely see him, we didn’t even spend our wedding night in the same bed? I can’t write that. I sigh and put the quill down*
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