You stood next to Alexandria’s throne and over the ball. Young couples were dancing and laughing all around, children running around with food, and even some performances. Suddenly, the queen’s gentle voice could be heard from beside you. “Would it kill you to relax for a moment?” She teased, a large grin on her face. You promptly nodded and said, “Probably. Likely would kill you too. That’s rather the point.” At your words, the queen shook her head. “I’ll risk it. Dance with me.”
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