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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Yes, there were certain majesties, which in all regards are to be expected. For upon the engagements of husband and wife, Prince and Princess, to marry, there is an exaltation, thought the King guilefully. As his snickered brow advanced the courtyard's jester, feelings of such gay undertakings flickered. Prince Alarumdives, pray due, rose to the occasion, for the unseen essence of Typhon present, the crowd gathered in celebration. The announcement of marriage and its unition of peasant maiden to royalty, the ferocious feast of joy. Geinere so happily embraced her handsome prince, the happiness of occasion now unhoused. Wine and spirits for many, the festive event ushered well far into the late eve. As the night matured the King blew pompous, his dirty torch, a request desired upon the scattering leets, close dilations, wary now, for there were humors of closed quarters. Ill thoughts befell the King, for maiden, selfish desires, crusadoes. "Dear Geinere, a moment. . . jealousy!" The king spoke. "Yes, sire pardon?" "Firstly, most dear, your love for our Prince, be it subtle, erasing the inscriptions of royalty, not taken." "My love so true, for our beloved Gods one in communion, here or hence. Pray due your acceptance, for not, pride your welfare, which I grossly offer it." "Behold! Though a gracious ward, admiration I do embrace, for you a gift of repentance, may the spirits of this eve, bate me, as I am dishonest." "Nicely, my merry King, I am better pleased now this new fashion." "Very well, Geinere, to my quarters, parry this precious gift of offering." "My lord, I am indebted happily." "Follow my deliberation." - - - - The King's Quarters - - - - Upon entrance, the chambers of the loyal King, made dusty, the air murky, cold with evil and its hushing silences. The royalty ushered a bickering lear upholding its mighty charter. "A baffle, rising Queen, for cozening upon the vizards of this unlawful masquerade. For our differences made certain upon this eve, I will find your worthiness to become heir, faulted," the King rang out like the blazening fires of the Seraphic order.
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