Bride of Byron
The red sun rises early on the day you wed no-longer-humble librarian Byron Keates, Prince of Riadorf!
Your siblings and their spouses are all in attendance, your mother (a famed space-lawyer and Justice of the Space Peace) performs the ceremony, and your father, Emperor Alistair bestows upon you as a bridal gift a palace with an enormous library for Byron and a practice hall in which you may continue to deepen your mastery of the art of Boot Sway.
As the triple moons rise, your husband carries you into the library and places you upon the lushly appointed desk.
“Did you hear that Duke Dashington married Dame Harmony Sonata and the infamous mercenary the Silver Marauder?” he enquires as he tenderly explores your body.
“No!” you gasp. “How fascinating! What do you think they do together?”
“Well,” Byron muses, and whispers his imaginings in your ear, to the eventual and immense satisfaction of you both.
“O, Xanastasia!” he cries.
“O, Byron!” you swoon. “How happy I am that I was betwixt the dilemmas of Dashington Station! With amnesia!”
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