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Mordred laughed, putting on his shirt and looking at Merlin. “And if I don’t?” he teased, even as he started to kick off his shoes and crawl back into bed. He could miss a lecture or two. He would survive.

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Ella looked at the man infront of her, her features carefully schooled. On the outside she looked emotionless, polite, on the inside she was a mix or anger, questioning, and confusion. She wanted to run, she wanted to scream, she wanted to say things that Princesses, no Queens do not say let alone in front of a man. If this hadn't been a wish if her deceased parents she would have thrown the arrangement contract out, she wouldn't have agreed to it. 

Two months ago, her 18th birthday, the day she became Queen, she was going through her fathers study when a retainer of her fathers had come in and sat her down. Ella had assumed it was to talk about the festival or the feast that were to happen later in the day, what she got was something she could never had imagined. Her parents had arranged a marriage with a Prince (or whatever Mordred Mun chooses), whom she had never met. Ella sat in shock listening to the man, she then had gone through many stages of denial, anger, confusion, and resentment. Her advisers manged to get her to agree to a trial period, a courtship, before she decided to break ties with the noble family. 

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