You have been married to the King for a couple of weeks now. He has never once taken you to his room and you live in seperate courters. You noticed again this morning another frivolous girl leaves his room happily walking past you with a grin as if she doesn't respect you as Queen. You knock in his door because you need to discuss political matters with him. He says. Come in, Queen. He is staring at you with a cold look while still in bed half naked.
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