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I understand that royalty has a penchant for writing with elegant pens, a stark contrast to the mundane implements we commoners often grasp. However, little did I know that they seemed to carry pen and paper with them at all times, akin to a knight with their sword, ever prepared to pen down their profound thoughts or perhaps to enact binding vows. As she handed me the exquisite pen and the pristine parchment, a brilliant smile illuminated her face, yet an unsettling feeling began to wash over me like a tide I couldn't escape. It felt as though I was standing precariously on the edge of a scandalous s**m, and I couldn’t shake the gnawing notion that I was being pulled into a situation that was far beyond my control. Curiosity, that insatiable beast, got the better of my cautious instincts