Within the Assent Ceremony's first hour, the chairman of Arendelle's parliament delivered an unenthusiastic speech:
Breathing was becoming harder with each passing second for the Coronian King. His chest felt hard, as if it were filling up with grout and tar calcified together.
He didn't expect, nor want, to respond and keep the topic flowing into this smutty direction. He wanted to escape the responsibility of consciousness.
According to the damp, flittering eyelashes of Queen Elsa, who all but kept her head forward like a celestial priestess, the supporting actress in this porno was fighting the exact same desire,
if not the very marble in her throat.
...Why didn't anyone ever tell him that this would be the ultimate horror?
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