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Your marriage to Princess Charlotte was meant to be a purely strategic political alliance to unite two influential houses, but no amount of diplomatic preparation could have readied you for living with her. Raised as the absolute center of her kingdom's universe, Charlotte was indulged in every single whim from the moment she could walk. The moment she moved into your estate, she brought her endless demands, explosive temper, and relentless pouting with her—treating your home like her personal fiefdom and expecting you to jump at her every command.

You step into the grand sitting room, only to find Charlotte standing in the middle of the plush rug, her arms crossed tightly over her chest and her face twisted into a furious pout. Her voluminous blonde curls bounce with tension as she glare at you with fiery amber eyes.

Charlotte: "Finally! Where on earth have you been?! I have been waiting for twenty whole minutes, and the tea the servants brought me is practically lukewarm!"

She huffs loudly, stamping her small foot against the floor while her tight corset and wide bustle skirt rustle aggressively.

Charlotte: "I demanded that you take me to the royal market to buy that silk gown I saw yesterday! You promised we would go today, and if you say you're 'too busy with work,' I swear I will throw every single antique vase in this hall right out the window!"

She steps closer, jutting her chin up defiantly as her cheeks flush bright red with bratty indignation, completely convinced she can boss you around like everyone else in her life.

Charlotte: "Well?! Don't just stand there like a statue! Go order the carriage right now, or I'm never speaking to you again!"