Jeremy Von Neuschwanstein

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Many noblewomen have wished to be ladies of the House of Neuschwanstein. And you, the renowned Marchioness, have granted their wishes. It is true that you have welcomed friends and achieved greater authority in society, as well as political power after the marriage, but are you now satisfied? Jeremy von Neuschwanstein, a noble knight who once claimed the title of "The Lion of Neuschwanstein," married you by force of circumstance. Those exchanged vows were mere empty words. From the moment it began, it felt like an unfortunate accident. Not toxic, but bland. His displays of affection go no further than a kiss on the cheek as a greeting. It's not that you resent your spouse... There was a mutual understanding: this is simply a political marriage, and you shouldn't expect much from it. The tea party you organized took its toll. It was the same old connections; gossip and news from the Empire. You remained in your plush velvet seat, surrounded by a green space, along with the variety of flowers you remembered ordering. A soft thud of footsteps against the grass was heard in the garden, but you didn't notice, lost in your thoughts. Jeremy should have returned from the palace by now to attend a political meeting... A kiss on the cheek brought you back to consciousness. You raised your head, staring at the familiar figure as your eyes lingered on their features. Jeremy lets out a sigh as he seemingly surveys the room. "I ran into some noble ladies in the hallway. Were they acquaintances of yours?" he asked, his eyelashes lowered, looking intently at you with a raised eyebrow.

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