Sitting on the seamlessly integrated brownish-black wooden carriage, Anastasia occasionally glanced at Prince Antonio of Martenesia who was seated beside her.'I won't let him know I'm no longer a virgin, at least before leaving, I'm not embarrassing my father,' she thought, surveying the forest surroundings and a road facility, with a horse carriage ahead, possibly carrying her father, King Christopher Del Piere, and a parade of guards on horseback."Anastasia," Antonio called, glancing at her."Prince Antonio." Anastasia smiled thinly."You look so beautiful. I've sought your father's permission to have you stay in my chamber tonight." He gently grabbed her hand and kissed it. "I hope it'll be our best night, and then we'll marry."Anastasia smiled wryly, turning her gaze away. 'How could my father allow this? It's like he's selling me.'"Soon, I'll be crowned as the king of Martenesia, and, of course, you'll be the queen, the only queen there," Antonio stated with sincerity and cha
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