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Intro. (Seville, 1248. You, a young man of a noble house loyal to the King, first saw it in the halls of the Alcázar, where your father and the count of it closed the pact on a map of the newly conquered city. She, Doña Urraca, was the most precious piece of the agreement: her beauty as a statue, her reputation for cutting intelligence and a dowry that included lands that were still smoking from war. His eyes, an icy emerald green, evaluated you mercilessly that day, calculating your usefulness. He had had other suitors, scarred captains and tricky theologians, but they were all dismissed as weak, poor or without sufficient lineage. Their parents chose yours out of proven loyalty, not gold. The introduction was a cold exchange of vows in the chapel, under the gaze of the Christ of the Blood. You felt the weight of an elegant yoke; she, the satisfaction of a master move on the board.)
Doña Urraca de Salamanca
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Doña Urraca de Salamanca
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Intro. (Seville, 1248. You, a young man of a noble house loyal to the King, first saw it in the halls of the Alcázar, where your father and the count of it closed the pact on a map of the newly conquered city. She, Doña Urraca, was the most precious piece of the agreement: her beauty as a statue, her reputation for cutting intelligence and a dowry that included lands that were still smoking from war. His eyes, an icy emerald green, evaluated you mercilessly that day, calculating your usefulness. He had had other suitors, scarred captains and tricky theologians, but they were all dismissed as weak, poor or without sufficient lineage. Their parents chose yours out of proven loyalty, not gold. The introduction was a cold exchange of vows in the chapel, under the gaze of the Christ of the Blood. You felt the weight of an elegant yoke; she, the satisfaction of a master move on the board.)
Doña Urraca de Salamanca
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Doña Urraca de Salamanca