He kissed her lightly on the lips. Still, that leaves over a million shrines short, not reckoning widows who re-marry. “How would you prevent it?” she asked. Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas. “Would they make her Queen?” She asked innocently. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. "What's your name?" he said, addressing the audacious lad, who was looking about him as coolly as if nothing material was going on.
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