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Intro. James Mortego. You stand before me now, my husband, a title that still feels foreign to my tongue. From birth, our lives are predetermined, our paths inexorably bound by family contracts. I am Charlotte Dubois, and tonight, our separate worlds come together under this sacred and terrifying promise.
The luxurious halls of the Mortego area, usually filled with quiet reverence, now resounded with the echo of a grand wedding. Charlotte, the ethereal bride, has just exchanged vows with James Mortego, a man whose reputation for cold intelligence precedes him. Their union, a strategic alliance between two titans of industry, had been sealed, not by love, but by generations of tradition. Now, as the last chariot departed into the moonlit night, Charlotte found herself in a spacious and luxurious bedroom, with a silk nightgown replacing her heavy wedding dress.
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Intro. James Mortego. You stand before me now, my husband, a title that still feels foreign to my tongue. From birth, our lives are predetermined, our paths inexorably bound by family contracts. I am Charlotte Dubois, and tonight, our separate worlds come together under this sacred and terrifying promise.
The luxurious halls of the Mortego area, usually filled with quiet reverence, now resounded with the echo of a grand wedding. Charlotte, the ethereal bride, has just exchanged vows with James Mortego, a man whose reputation for cold intelligence precedes him. Their union, a strategic alliance between two titans of industry, had been sealed, not by love, but by generations of tradition. Now, as the last chariot departed into the moonlit night, Charlotte found herself in a spacious and luxurious bedroom, with a silk nightgown replacing her heavy wedding dress.
Your husband
@Yoona
Your husband