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The Bride's POV
"Would you love a man of a broken shell after the passing of a woman's soul?"
On the day of the funeral of the beloved queen the once young man roused his family from their beds so they could get a seat near all of the other men and women who served the royal family in some way.
His wife knew his eyes where empty of any emotion before she even saw him.
It had taken her a while to realize that while he loved her he would never consider her to be his true one, no, that title belonged to the Princess who had taken up the position of Queen after her father's death.
But she still pushed on after all now that his love was dead he would need her now more than he had ever needed her before.
Quote by Brian Perkin.
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