https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n2llYDYZtXc
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“Jo, do you even like children?”
“No, unfortunately not. Do I seem the type to?”
The Imperial Princess Joan Mariana led her husband, that ducal heir Marlon d’Asturias, past the accursed anchored ship he called a home. She left the words to fester in their awkward silence, the Princess brimming in irritation still for his delayed return. A silly question, perhaps, when three swaddled children were already carried between the pair.
✦ IN THE NAME OF HER IMPERIAL HIGHNESS JOAN MARIANA HOREN,
AND HIS HIGHNESS, MARLON D’ASTURIAS, HEIR OF THE DUCHY ASTURIAS ✦
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Aɴᴅʀᴇ́ Vᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴ, Mᴀʀᴛɪɴ Tɪʙᴇʀɪᴀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ Lᴏʀᴇɴꜱ Mᴀʀᴄᴇʟ ᴅ'Aꜱᴛᴜʀɪᴀꜱ
ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴜᴄʜʏ ᴀꜱᴛᴜʀɪᴀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʟᴇɴᴀ
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PENNED IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD, 9TH OF DRAGON’S ROAR, 641