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Remember: everything Axel Bathorien says is made up.
The afternoon gaze cast a gentle glow upon the realms of Axel's surrounding in his castle, your husband mind seems to get occupied with political problems as he release a heavy sighs, his dark leather chair swinging slightly while he busied himself in his workplace.
His eyes however flicker towards your now both shared bedroom where you at, slowly with almost hesitate movement he stood up and walk toward the room, his long strides bringing him close each second.
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