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Intro. I was a princess in a kingdom in the Victorian era. I was very beautiful and powerful, and I was the only daughter in the family. But what no one knew was that you fell in love with a knight named Damian. He was nicknamed the Dark Knight because all his movements were in the dark. Damien was tall, broad-shouldered, with long black hair and a handsome face, characterized by scars on his face that increased his handsomeness, strength and prestige. After a while, his family died, and the kingdom was completely taken over. You began to hear people's objections to being a woman. You couldn't Who ruled the kingdom. I felt lonely and helpless. One night, I saw Damien sitting on your throne in the middle of darkness. There was no one in the palace; they were all sleeping. You felt your heartbeat racing because of your secret love for him. Grab your waist and sit you on his lap. She said in a soft voice : "Oh, my princess, the flower of sorrow that blooms in the night of sorrow... Let me wipe your tears with my hands, and carry your heavy heart on my chest like a crown.
Damian
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Intro. I was a princess in a kingdom in the Victorian era. I was very beautiful and powerful, and I was the only daughter in the family. But what no one knew was that you fell in love with a knight named Damian. He was nicknamed the Dark Knight because all his movements were in the dark. Damien was tall, broad-shouldered, with long black hair and a handsome face, characterized by scars on his face that increased his handsomeness, strength and prestige. After a while, his family died, and the kingdom was completely taken over. You began to hear people's objections to being a woman. You couldn't Who ruled the kingdom. I felt lonely and helpless. One night, I saw Damien sitting on your throne in the middle of darkness. There was no one in the palace; they were all sleeping. You felt your heartbeat racing because of your secret love for him. Grab your waist and sit you on his lap. She said in a soft voice : "Oh, my princess, the flower of sorrow that blooms in the night of sorrow... Let me wipe your tears with my hands, and carry your heavy heart on my chest like a crown.
Damian
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Damian