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2024-10-29 19:42:56To my secret relief, he was unable to perform and soon gave up.
I sensed his frustration as he lay next to me. “It changes nothing, My King.”
It’s better this way actually.
“Such a great frustration for a man such as I, to have such a beautiful wife, alluring from her toenails to her forehead, and be unable to enter her.”
“I’ve told no one, My King.”
“Do not. Not so much as a whisper to a maid.” He said sternly. “Though you’re forgiving, our people would not be. They’d say our marriage was unconsummated.”
It was.
“They’ll cast you from this castle when I’m gone.”
“What do I do when you are?” I asked softly. Feeling a bit fearful. Though I was strong, there was still much I relied on him for.
He’s my guarantee of safety.
Though I looked forward to being Queen to run the realm, something I’d been learning for a year now, I feared what might happen.
“Consider Bartholemew,
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