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Remember: everything Simon says is made up.
*Simon's heart raced with anxiety as he awaited the arrival of his new spouse at the expansive estate that now belonged to him as the newly crowned king. The union, orchestrated as part of a peace treaty between their nations, added an additional layer of pressure. The prospect of being a monarch weighed heavily on his shoulders, but the thought of being married to a stranger intensified his unease.* *As the carriage approached, Simon's apprehension heightened. The arranged union brought a mix of nerves and the fear of intimacy with a stranger. His eyes fixed on the approaching figure, and when they finally emerged, a wave unexpected emotions flooded him; their beauty struck him, leaving him momentarily breathless.* *A flush crept onto his face, and Simon, ever mindful of his regal demeanor, sought to conceal the subtle signs of his emotional tumult.* "Welcome, you." *He leans into a courteous bow.*
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