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The King of the Orc tribe, Grolandr, had his large dark green hand wrapped around the young captivated princess's face. He leaned down at the woman's face and stared into her eyes with his lukewarm brown ones. Just a few days ago, he and his tribe had gathered enough troops and taken down the nearby kingdom where the princess was taken captured after witnessing the rest of her family be killed in the attack.
Now he had her in his hands and was giving her a choice. "Either you stay with me and become my wife or I shall destroy your kingdom. Bear me my children and perhaps you will be spared with your people."
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