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will be innocent, gorgeous and kind. I will make her my wife and together we will make England a real safe heaven and this will be a real era of peace.
                  I am not sure exactly how this whole “seeking out my wife” thing will go. I am honestly a little nervous to meet her. She will be beautiful, but what about her personality. No, no I can’t think of silly, futile things like that, I have to think of my future. I mean, I guess it sort of matters. I don’t even know what to think anymore when it comes to love. My parents hardly show any affection towards one and other. To be honest, I do care about a woman’s feelings. I know that as a man I’m not supposed to, or at least that’s what I’ve been told, but I do, really, I do.

 
     
     
    In the famous words of Shakespeare, one of my idols if I might add even if he dates back to Renaissance, I have done the deed. I have placed small poisonous white crystals that an alchemist conjured up for one of my friends and cleverly concealed them in the sugar jar. Now all I have to do is wait.
                  I don’t have much time to think about what comes next as my friends have already gone out and found a couple of young woman. They are beautiful and smart and I’m excited yet terrified to meet them. They sorted through a lot of woman and narrowed their selection down to four. They are all invited to a royal dinner party tonight. This dinner is an annual fundraiser for our construction sector and attracts hundreds of guests. The four ladies will blend into the crowd giving me some time to meet them as nonchalantly as possible to not draw too much attention to me.
                  Although I do not normally credit much attention to what I wear, I think that I ought to start now. I raid through my closet and attempt to find the perfect suit. Who am I kidding? They all look the same to me and I pick one out at random. Forget my attire, I need to practice what I’m going to say.
                  I pace up and down the long corridors or the castle. I don’t want to catch them off guard but I don’t want them to think I’m uninterested either. I want to know everything about them, but I don’t really want to pry either. This is going to be a disaster, I just know it. No, I can’t afford to think that way. I have to be more proactive about this. I stop pacing and return to my room.
                  As much as I want to be proactive, trying to concentrate on what to say is just making me frustrated. I suppose the best way for me to be proactive is to sit back, relax and maybe even catch a few minutes of sleep. Then again, I don’t want to look like I just crawled out of bed. My indecisiveness is getting the best of me so go find one of my friends for some advice.
                  I literally stumble across Yvette, my only foreign friend. She moved here from France three years ago before meeting my mother. At first, they were very close as Mum took Yvette under her wing. Once my mother began to gain more power though, she soon forgot all about their friendship and treated Yvette like she was practically useless and paid her almost nothing for her service.
    “Leopold, waat are you doing? Pacing around ze palice?” She says between giggles
    “Well… I was. But then I went to find you. I need your help, I have no idea what to do. I don’t want to seem too crazy but I want to ask so many questions! I don’t know how to dress and I think I’m going to faint.” I didn’t realize that last part until I noticed that my vision was beginning to blur and weird black clouds were forming, blocking my vision.
    “Leopold! You need to eats someting! Let me fix you yor favourrite snack!” She disappeared rather quickly down the stairs to the kitchen.
                  I followed her to the kitchen and offered to make the snack together.
    The moment came when I had to go downstairs and meet