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“I missed moving like this.” Afterwards, we curled up on the couch to read bedtime stories. Debbie had chosen three books from her old collection, stories about brave princesses and adventurous girls that she’d apparently missed during her time away. “Kelsey didn’t like these books,” she said as I opened the first one. “What kind of books did she prefer?” “Stories about princesses who got rescued by princes. And fairy tales where the girls stayed home and waited for good things to happen to them.” Debbie snuggled closer to me. “I like the adventure stories better, but I didn’t tell her that.”

I can feel her eyes on me, but I don’t look at her, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel, and moving my head to the music. When she’s around, it’s as if the storm inside of me becomes a tranquil sea and somehow the world doesn’t feel so bleak. But she’ll be gone soon, and it’s better, with the Crawlers, the Guardsmen… and these Chupacabras, if that is what they are, she’s not safe here. “Tell me, Princesa, do you like history?” “I do, and if you’re asking if I like to see historical places, I do,” she says sitting forward, I glance over at her, appreciating the fact that with my shades on I can admire her as much as I want.

“However, I cannot grant your request, Hedy. Just as you do what you feel you must to support your king, so must I.” “Ian isn’t a king,” I said. “The only king is Candido. Wherever this place is, whatever is going on, is a lie.” He blinked. “You are right. Prince Ian is not king. However, it was not Prince Ian to whom I was referring. Furthermore, you will find that Lunae in all of its wonder is far more real than you believe.” I narrowed my eyes. “Vampires live in the caves.” He smiled. “Is that what you were taught?”

I asked. I don't know why but it somehow makes me feel bad. "are you sure you're not just making things up?" I joked. "of course I don't. I don't like lying which is why I don't lie" she answered and even raised her pinky finger. "promise" she said. I just nodded. "why does the Prince cry though?" I asked. I'm more curious now. "this is our little secret okay?" she asked. I nodded. "promise you won't tell anyone?" she asked. I just giggled.

Aslan happily complied. Hujan and Aslan were already on the bed, Hujan was reading a fairy tale. He tells of a beautiful princess, married by a prince. Unfortunately, the prince already had an Empress, so that the beautiful princess was only made a concubine. However, the Prince loves the princess, more than his love for the empress.

� 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕). 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉

An eye for an eye as the saying goes. “I don’t care if she is hurt or not,” I huffed, already tired of this conversation. She would be executed as soon as I walked away from the cell. “She has taken my most loyal soldier from me, and the debt will be paid.” “Most loyal solider?” A small voice rang out through the cell, so soft I almost missed it. My eyes slid to the women, and I watched her stiffen at the words. Slowly she turned her head to look at me. A small, pale, and flawless face was framed by her long black and curly hair. Her skin looked almost porcelain in the grimy lighting of the dark and damp cell. Thick pink lips that had a gash straight down the middle, taking nothing away from

he grumbles, his arms crossing defensively. I laugh at that. “What princesses have you been hearing about? Belle? She literally fucked a beast and let him hold her captive to save her father. Snow White? Ran from a murderous witch and decided shacking up with seven strangers was a great idea. Ariel? Swam out of the safety of the ocean and risked everything to be near humans. Honestly, Princesses kick more ass than Princes ever do.” “You would see it that way,” he mutters, rolling his eyes.

After finishing their porridge, the two children grabbed Audrey's attention and asked her to read them a royal fairy tale. Alea loves stories about kingdoms and now she wants to hear a fairy tale about a princess who is rescued by a prince. Kenzie, who has rarely heard a fairy tale, is eager to experience the same thing as Alea. He wanted to hear Audrey tell the story. So he readily agreed and looked very enthusiastic. Audrey was going to take care of some work that had previously been emailed by Joni, but once she saw the hopeful eyes of her two children, Audrey decided not to do it and instead chose to accompany them.

But Willow, with her wide eyes and innocent curiosity, piped up, "Mommy, can we have a story before we sleep, please? A princess story!" She couldn't resist her daughter's request. Stories had always been a source of comfort for Willow, and Tessa couldn't deny her the solace they provided. "Of course, sweetie," Tessa replied, her voice taking on the cadence of a bedtime tale. "Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there lived a strong and brave princess named Lily."