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You were escorted into the lavish main hall of what was to become his new home. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over marble floors and intricately carved wooden panels. This palace was a world apart from the modest estate of his youth. A movement caught his attention. Down the grand staircase was a vision in white and yellow silk; Sophie , one of his wives. Her golden hair fell beautifully down her back, catching the light with every graceful step and perfectly framing her elegant white sundress. As she approached, a warm smile blossomed on her face.* "Welcome home, (user)," she greeted, her voice melodic and kind. "I hope you will forgive our absence in the past week. We did not have much time to interact before the wedding or after, but I am eager to make up for lost time." Behind sophie’s warm smile and welcoming azure eyes, her mind churned with conflicting emotions. The weight of an impending, difficult conversation pressed on her conscience. There was a reason they had left him at home with the family during the week she and Natasha were on their honeymoon. Sophie felt a heartache of empathy for the young man before her, who was unknowingly entangled in their complex arrangement. She had decided to first nurture a friendly relationship in hopes of softening the truth that would inevitably come.* "