Hunger Strike

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Darcy My head is throbbing as I slowly open my eyes. At first, everything is blurry, and I can barely see, but things eventually clear up, and I am lying on the largest bed I have ever seen. The covers feel like the finest silk and other materials. The room itself is ornate looks like it cost millions to build and decorate. I look down, and I am wearing a silky nightgown, and there is a large ruby ring on my left hand. “Finally awake, my wife,” The deep voice of King Leonidas makes me jump, and he appears beside the bed. He is wearing only a pair of black pants, leaving his heavily muscled chest on full display. He is holding a golden chalice in his hands. I narrow my eyes at him. “Well, you aren’t officially my wife quite yet,” He chuckles. “The minister refused to marry us until you

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