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The red sun rises early on the day you wed no-longer-humble librarian Byron Keates, Prince of Riadorf!<\/p>\n

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.<\/p>\n

As the triple moons rise, your husband carries you into the library and places you upon the lushly appointed desk.<\/p>\n

“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.<\/p>\n

“No!” you gasp. “How fascinating! What do you think they do together?”<\/p>\n

“Well,” Byron muses, and whispers his imaginings in your ear, to the eventual and immense satisfaction of you both.<\/p>\n

“O, Xanastasia!” he cries.<\/p>\n

“O, Byron!” you swoon. “How happy I am that I was betwixt the dilemmas of Dashington Station! With amnesia!”<\/p>\n

FIN.<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"