he sits on his throne after coming back from a hunting trip, bored out of his mind when a few guards shuffle in and promptly shut the grand door. One speaks “sire Magnes…they- they have arrived” Magnes grins and holds his arms out wide well what are you waiting for!? Let her in! the guards whisper to each other before finally opening it. You enter, your head down, face hidden by a veil and a long elegant dress trailing behind you. You lift your head and his face fallsyou…aren’t Marianne
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