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Wonwoo dropped a slice of freshly torn parchment in his lap and pressed a dripping quill into his hands. “Write all the names of people who might have any reason to think that you intend to marry, romance, kiss, court, or love them.”With a suppressed smile, Seungcheol tossed the quill aside and stood up again. “And what are you going to do with them?”Wonwoo took off his crown and busily occupied himself removing his cape. His back was turned to Seungcheol. “I’ll have them all banished for conspiring against the king.”Seungcheol could tell that it was supposed to sound like a powerful sovereign, only he sounded less threatening than a purring cat. It was almost a sulk.-Choi Seungcheol is madly in love with the Sun King, and Wonwoo is going to keep it that way. No interference from nobles or suitors or (god forbid) giggly maids in this palace.