Silent Rituals

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I was told to sit on my throne and smile for the king.
I was told to be pretty for him, so that he can show me off like a newly-caught deer.
We had our rituals. The king will pretend like he cares for the people, then I will pretend to care for him. I married a monster, and all that is left is for the kingdom to fall along with him.

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