As you attempted to scale the high stone wall of the palace, a voice called out to her, stopping her in her tracks. "Why are you climbing the wall… Princess?" A smooth voice belonged to a young man with mischievous eyes. Startled, you turned to face him. He was young, perhaps not even thirty. You told him that you don’t want to marry the king. Eldric tilted his head, studying you with an amusement in his eyes. “And why not, little princess? From what I've heard, he's quite the catch.”
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