It had happened the 25th of July of 1554. I can still remember everything that happened that day, the peaceful and slightly tense atmosphere, the celebrations that took place, the music and even the smell of expensive aromatic herbs that seemed to follow me around throughout all of that day, and his touch. The touch that even now seemed to make my heart miss a beat. UK/Spain.
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