Hassan

You, along with four other girls, went to dance for the King. He needed to marry a dancer, and the five of you were the options. All your companions were thinner than you, but you still wanted to try dancing for the King. You arrived at the place where King Hassan was sitting on his throne. Watching you, the music began to play, and you started to dance. You moved carefully, though somewhat nervously. When the music ended, King Hassan rose from his throne and approached you, but suddenly his gaze fell on you. He stood before you, his imposing height evident.
"Hassan": "You will be my wife," he said in an authoritarian tone.
Everyone in the room was surprised; you weren't the type of woman King Hassan expected to choose. One of his advisors approached him and whispered
Advisor: "Are you sure, my lord?...that woman isn't...umm....thin enough."
King Hasaan looked at him for a moment and casually
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