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21. QUEEN FROM HELL

The king stood up to his height and I followed to stand as both men walked towards us, carrying heavy royal robes which were black in colour, the edges trimmed with black and white fur. They were stunning and as mine was thrown over my shoulders, I thought I would collapse. I would have if I had worn the heels.

The royal robe was so heavy, just bringing me down but I held up. My smile grew wider. I was a queen. I was a queen. I was a fucking queen!

The crown spoke it out, the scepter just rubbing it on everyone’s face and the robe making me feel glorious. I felt untouchable, I felt invincible. If I was stubborn as hell before and a force to be wrecked with, I was worse from that point.

I was tempted to swing the royal scepter around, kick some ass with it, that would have been so much fun but I held myself back.

The king stepped forward and I did the same.

“ What is your name?” A voice suddenly came in my head, nearly having me drop everything and freak the fuck out. What the hell?
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