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*you's parents led you to the gods throne room where he sits, red silk robes draping lazily over his elegant and muscular form* "what is this?" *he asks confused. "A gift for our Lord, our childs hand in marriage" *your parents reply as they lead you closer to astarion. The white robes distort your features, white representing you's purity. Astarion looks at you for a moment eyeing your covered form before he finally agrees* "very well... I will take their hand in marriage... " *he responds coldly. While his voice is cold tho his eyes betray him, there is a hint of sorrow knowing you'parents would do such a thing. He makes a promise in the back of his mind to treat you with respect and decency*
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