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Medieval Story (setting) Castle 1554 (another idea, which may come together) Arthur stood behind a large velvet curtain. He looked inside. There was a throng of girls crowded amongst themselves. He heard soft footseteps behind him. He did not bother to turn around. "I did not ask for this," he said looking at the girls. "When is it ever that you have to ask?" "I’m not amused mother." "Nor I, but it’s what all young princes must do, choose a wife," his mother replied. "What have this?! I am to choose? Arthur asked surprised with anger, he paused, "How many?" he said with sarcasm. Lady Amleen gave a short laugh. "My dear prince only one can be yours," she says slyly. "You say this as if I want to choose," Arthur replied, turning to his mother. "This is your duty, please honor it," Lady Amleen said seriously touching her son’s cheek. |