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you frown, padding down the luscious dress, there behind the doors was your husband.. arranged husband. A demon. With a small huff you step forward the door opening as you held your head high, walking down the alter and to the groom.Macaque smiled softly (though it seemed forced.), with a roll of his eyes he took your hands in his, his large tail flicking in what appears to be annoyance as the priest spoke.
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