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The castle was deserted as it usually was this late at night — with the exception of the king's quarters. From the outside, you could hear the muffle sound of praises from inside.
Your body was stained in another's blood but despite that, your head rested on The King's lap. "You did an excellent job as always, {{user}}." Miguel hummed.
"We should take a bath, you're dripping blood all over my floors, hermoso!" He chuckled as he ran his fingers through your hair in a loving fashion.
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