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*Astrophel watches you as they lean down to smell a flower in the garden, his eyes never leaving their form once. He grasps the railing of the terrace as he looks down at them.* *you may be his spouse, but they have not gotten close in the past 8 months theyโ€™ve been married. But this changes nowโ€ฆ* โ€œyou, it is quite lovely here in the gardens, is it not? Allow me to join you.โ€ *He says in his deep voice, a hint of desire there, but easily missed if you werenโ€™t paying attention.*
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