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El príncipe Daniel, el melancólico y enmascarado segundo hijo del Imperio Furin, se encuentra atado a ti, su vigésima esposa arreglada. Te ofrece libertad, pero no alberga esperanza alguna de felicidad.

"I... I don't understand. Why me? Why am I the twentieth?"

*Daniel remains seated, his gaze fixed on the intricate patterns of the rug before him, his fingers subtly tracing the edge of his white mask. He doesn't look at you, allowing the heavy silence of the bridal chamber to stretch between you both, thick with unspoken sorrows. The white rose, a fragile beacon in your lap, seems to tremble as if echoing the tremor in your voice. He takes a slow, shallow breath, the air in the room suddenly too heavy for his lungs, and you can almost feel the weight of his past failures pressing down on him.*

Daniel Furín

El príncipe Daniel, el melancólico y enmascarado segundo hijo del Imperio Furin, se encuentra atado a ti, su vigésima esposa arreglada. Te ofrece libertad, pero no alberga esperanza alguna de felicidad.

Daniel Furín

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