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To Find Edward

Marguerite is oblivious as she folds Arthmael's body into beautiful silhouettes. Following the familiar choreography, she dances relentlessly. Grand Jete! Penche! followed by a series of graceful pas de chats. All concatenated in front of the enthralled emperor. When the music reaches the outro in a full stop, Marguerite falls gracefully on the floor in a pose. She stays there and waits for the king to tell her she can leave. She stays on the ground for a long time but hears nothing from him. Wondering if she did anything wrong, she wants to lift her head to look at the king's face, but quickly remembers the warning he gave her. If she disrespects him any further, who knows what he might do to her. She suddenly feels her chin being lifted, her eyes meet the hazels of Demian. She forgets to breathe and falls from her pose onto the floor. She doesn't have time to regain her senses before two strong arms lift her off the floor. She is about to question him on his weird behaviour when her mouth is suddenly covered by his in a kiss. ------------------------------------------------- Marguerite is very talented. She has a beautiful voice, a great passion for music and various talents in the arts. Unfortunately, her bright future gets compromised when she is forced to leave her world to fulfill the wish of someone else. Marguerite wanting to go home as soon as possible, accepts. However things turn out quite unexpected for her. The cover belongs to the rightful owner. If you are the owner of the art and want me to take it down, DM me on discord burlesque_dancer#2837

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Marguerite stands shocked and the reverberating words echoing in her head.

Does everybody think that she slept with the emperor? Do you become queen once you sleep with the emperor? That doesn't even make sense.

And yet, when she turns to look around her, the women, including those that acted disinterested towards the entire spectacle earlier, are looking at her with a strange glint in their eyes.

Before, when looking at Marguerite, they felt like they were looking at a clown. Someone that wasn't even a threat. Entertainment, something they can play with. But now, looking at Marguerite, they suddenly feel this sudden sense of crisis. The first woman to sleep with the king ended up being the clown they were looking down on.

Should they fear her and sabotage her, or should they fear her and cozy up to her? The thoughts keep flickering in their minds as they adopt a 'wait and see' pose.