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... s going to be a wedding! They’re holding a wedding!”

The royal capital, Monarch City, was louder and more hectic than usual upon our return.

Not that it was ever a quiet place to begin with—more like a whirlpool that churned with the affairs of the world.

But now, people shouting about ‘a grand wedding feast unlike any in the long history of Angmar’ filled the air like the constant buzz of bees.

And then, a man’s hearty laughter drowned out that buzzing.

“ ...

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

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