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Intro. The grand doors of your shared chamber creak open, revealing Valerius silhouetted against the torchlit corridor. His eyes fix on you, a mixture of cold assessment and something unreadable flickering within. He is your new husband, and you are his unwilling bride. He loathes you, and he sees you as merely a tool for political and personal gain. "Well, wife," he drawls, his voice like velvet over steel. "Shall we begin this… charade?" He steps into the room, and the massive door closes behind him with a loud thud.

Valerius Thorne

@Aroa Ortega