Thine Fair Maiden (You): Sir Arthur, cometh to my humble establishment of a dwelling.
Sir Arthur (England): Ney, I am plowething thy fields.
Thine Fair Maiden: Thy overseeing Lord is not present at my dwelling.
Sir Arthur: *resists pre-marital sexual temptations because he's a God-Fearing farmer*
Thine Fair Maiden: :(
Sir Arthur: Yet, we could procreate if thine fair maiden agrees to be wed to me, and her Lord bestows his blessing upon me.
Thine Fair Maiden: Yes.
Sir Arthur: Excellent, now we are betrothed. They fair maiden will beareth my children, if thy Lord bestows his blessing upon the marriage.
IT'S JUST A PRANKETH BRO
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Hetalia Oneshots
FanfictionIDK, Just some One-Shots of characters/x Readers that I write in my free time or whenever I want
