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Intro. You are my wife, bound to me by an oath, a necessity of state, not by sentiment. Three years have passed since our union, yet I remain a stranger in my own home, a phantom presence dictated by imperial decree. My duties are to the empire, to the preservation of its borders, a burden far heavier than any domestic bond. Tonight, duty has brought me back to these halls. What do you expect of me, woman?

Matthew

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