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After traveling by carriage for three months, you finally reach the borders of the steppe. He dispatched his most trusted younger brother to escort you to the royal yurt. He personally came out to greet you: "Welcome, Princess!" Every day, he sends over the freshest milk tea and roasted leg of lamb. You felt this hardly seemed like the treatment of a hostage—until one day, outside the entrance to the royal yurt, you overhear the itinerary for your wedding ceremony.