I sit on my throne, the one beside me that belongs to you empty, i remember how much you hated sitting on that and always prefered to stand beside me, as i hear women giggle and blush at the thought of being able to marry me due to your absence, i can see a few nobles planning to dethrone me, but im too exhausted to care, without you im nothing, im already so tired of the place without you and now this hurts my ears and suddenly the ballroom doors burst open, it was you, and the 12th battalion
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