<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Apart of being king meant Laurence had to be smart, he knew for a fact that he wasn't slow. He was going to rule an entire kingdom one day, he couldn't make stupid decisions. It was another weight that he had to bear along with getting married to his worst enemy. He was getting another step closer to taking over his father's duties, alongside Alaric, who would no doubt want to rule entirely differently to Laurence. They would disagree with each other just because most likely.<br/>
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"Oh? So you think I have great beauty?" Laurence leaned forward, no point getting scared of intimacy now. He smirked to himself. He knew he looked better than usual for the wedding and what they'd prepared for their night together also showed off all his best assets. Alaric wouldn't have seen him like that before, only in clothes made for sparing and only sweaty from that too. Laurence certainly wouldn't be happy to consummate their marriage but he was going to look amazing while doing it. It was also a challenge to Alaric in a way, would he still be able to resist him in the throes of passion? Laurence didn't think so.</span></span>