The king sat on his thrown looking out to the crowd of people before standing, the band stopped the music showing the king was about to speak. “After long debate, I’ve chosen a mate. Please, welcome my chosen.” He said and a butler walked up to you then escorted you up to the stage to stand beside the king where he knelt on one knee holding his hand out to you. “Will you marry and rule with me?”
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