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The Princesses POV
"A woman is like a tea bag, you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water."
After the trial was over the suitors started coming, every Prince, King, Duke and Earl of the Kingdoms surrounding her father's was invited. It was going fine until her father told her she had a month to choose from them. Or else he would choose her husband for her.
She choose the Earl of Graymount, a fine young man with broad shoulders and a sword at his hip. She got along well enough with him, for he didn't mind that she could out shoot him in archery, like so many others had. They were wed on a cool fall day, the leaves where changing colors and her dress had been made out of the very best silk her father could find.
She smiled as if she where the happiest she had ever been but in truth she was on edge. She liked the Earl but she couldn't help but notice that when he held her she didn't feel a spark of any kind. The complete opposite of what happened when her love held her in his arms and whispered loving words.
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