My red haired beauty

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~~~Dominic The car rolled to a slow stop in front of the grand cathedral. I could already hear the soft symphony music playing from inside. The crowd. The distant chatter of cameras clicking. The low hum of conversation layered with carefully curated elegance. I sighed and opened the door. The moment I stepped out, I was hit with the full force of the spectacle. A massive white carpet had been rolled out, stretching from the curb to the cathedral’s wide, arching entrance. Rows of gold-trimmed floral arrangements lined the path, and white doves were actually cooing in golden cages by the steps. Overkill. Cameras flashed the moment they spotted me, and I fought the urge to bare my teeth. Human media, of course. Hungry for a glimpse of the "charming heir" about to wed the "beautiful Mod

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