-Angela was arguing with the king and queen, in the painting room ( her parents) - Angela: Why do I have to marry him! He is not the one I love Mother and Father! King: ANGELA! Stop acting like a child! It's my descion! And thats all! I don't want to hear more complaints £•••••••••£•••••••••£••••••••••£••••••••••£•••••••£ -Then you walk in the painting room- Y/N: Hello King and Queen...and Angela...-Angela was staring at you with a fake smile- The King: Ahh! There he is! What's your name, Boy?
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