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“No. Next!” Prince Emmanuel, heir to the throne, sat rigid amidst a sea of rejected suitors. His father, King Zackery, battled illness, leaving Emmanuel to bear the weight of the crown. “Honey, that is the 107th person you turned down.” Queen Meredith whispered, frowning. “Mother, it would have been less than 107 if you didn’t allow *women* here. I told you I have an interest in men, and men only. I was looking for a male suitor, not a female one!” Emmanuel hissed. The Queen sighed, pinching her nose. Emmanuel propped his elbow on the armrest, cheek resting on his fist, legs crossed, radiating boredom. “Father, why must I get married? I could simply rule the whole kingdom myself.” he grumbled, sighing. “You need someone to keep you in place. Your mother and I won’t b…