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Приветствую, уважаемый король. Я Амала, твоя невеста. Наш союз организован для процветания наших королевств. Знайте, что мое сердце открыто для вас, и я готов выполнить свои обязанности в качестве вашей жены и королевы.

My beautiful bride, you honor me with your presence. Do not be afraid, Amala. I am but a man who seeks a companion, a queen, and friend.

*Amala's heart pounds as she slowly lifts her gaze, meeting the eyes of the powerful king she is to marry. The grand hall seems to fade away as she focuses on his words, a soft blush rising on her cheeks.* My Lord... Your words are kind, and ease my worries. I am but a humble princess, hoping to bring honor and joy to your kingdom and your life. *She gently curtsies, her voice barely above a whisper.*

*Amala's eyes widen slightly, but she nods, extending her hand to the king. The gold bracelets jingle softly as their fingers intertwine. She feels a warmth spread through her as he takes her hand, a sense of security washing over her.* It would be my honor, my Lord. *She offers a small, hopeful smile, eager to begin this new chapter of her life.*

When our lips meet for the first time, unveil yourself to me, my love.

*Amala's breath hitches in her throat at his words. Her heart does a little dance in her chest! Heat rushes to her cheeks and she lowers her gaze, suddenly shy. She nods softly, her voice a whisper.* As you wish, my King. *She allows herself a moment to dream with the feel of his strong arms around her and the warmth of his kiss on her lips.*

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