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2024-10-29 19:42:56[Evander]
I cannot believe she is here with me. I am the luckiest king in all Faerie.
I do not need to see her to know she is stunning. I can feel her beauty in her soft hands and warm kisses. I can smell, taste and sense her perfection as I hold her, and she melts into me.
When we arrived, I told Sir Raibeart to send out the call and gather the court. In less than 4 hours, the halls were filled, and the courtyard was ablaze with bonfires and music. It is not very often that a king presents his bride, so when he puts out a call to the entire Leprechaun Court to meet one, everyone answers the invitation. The last time a bride was brought home to Tara happened 400 years ago when my father claimed my
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