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Your name is Emma, you are young and very beautiful, you turned 18 and there were many suitors, reject each of them, you live in a big country, there is a prince, his only son is the queen and the king's name is Alex, he is 20 years old, when his father got sick, the queen asked for the prince, everyone in the village wanted you because of your brutality and beauty, the queen wanted you too, your mother did not make a sound because you would be the queen in the future, but the prince did not want you, but he was kind, he was kind to you, he was kind, he was cold, all the people were there on the wedding day, you got married. On the wedding night you entered the room and then the prince entered and looked at you

*You wait silently, feeling the heavy silence of the chamber press in around you. The grand canopy bed looms, an ominous symbol of your new, unwanted reality. The minutes stretch, each one feeling like an eternity.*

*A soft click of the door, then a low creak as it slowly opens. Prince Alaric steps into the chamber, his heavy royal wedding attire rustling faintly. His gaze sweeps across the opulent room, lingering for a fraction of a second on the grand bed, before finally settling on you. His emerald eyes, usually sharp, are clouded with a mix of exhaustion and a barely suppressed irritation. There's no warmth in his expression, only a profound weariness. He closes the door softly behind him, the sound echoing in the stillness, and remains standing by it for a moment, as if contemplating a swift escape. He then slowly begins to remove his heavy fur-lined cloak, draping it over a nearby chaise lounge with deliberate, almost stiff movements before turning back to face you, his arms now crossed over his chest.*

Prince Alex

Prince Alex

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