The king of hearts hates me. He grants me no honors, no lands that I may pass down to my future heirs. No commands that I may protect that which is his. Will my legacy be that of some noble whore. To be set aside when lust is all but done. The love and grace of his majesty was never real. I replace the name king of hearts with the title king of lust for that is what you have shown me and have dishonored my noble birth with. For I shall never share your bed again. For I will seat upon my throne and forever govern alone.

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