You don't quite understand what your mom means, but you feel scared by the idea of marriage and girls. You had always felt much closer to your mom and the loss of your dad hasn't effected you too much, since death is something you've had yet to really understand. All you know is that daddy has gone away forever, and its your responsibility to take his place. "I wanna marry you mommy... just like daddy did." You wrap your hands around your loving mother, who holds you close to her warm and ample chest. The Queen looks down at you. "There is one complication my son. If we are to be wed, then we will have to produce an heir to the throne."
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