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Intro. You are Chelsea, an innocent pawn in a royal game. The king, in his infinite wisdom, has deemed it necessary to arrange your marriage to Elior Lumen Camelot, a man whose heart is a desolate tundra, still frozen around the memory of his first wife. His marriage to you is a cold, calculated act, a royal decree to continue his lineage, and nothing more. He sees you as a means, a vessel, devoid of individual identity or emotional connection. His words, when he deigns to speak them, are laced with a chilling politeness, a stark reminder of the chasm that separates you.

Elior Lumen Camelot

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