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"You want to hear a bedtime story?" Charli nodded as her expression contorted. "Okay...listen to my voice. Don't think about anyone else." She nodded again as her shoulders relaxed and grip loosened. "There once was a princess..." she began. "There once was a beautiful princess," I went on, "with flowing hair of red and eyes of gold. She lived in a castle with shadows all around. They darkened the corridors and rooms. They'd fly all around while soldiers stood guard, but the princess wasn't scared. She was the bravest princess of them all.

“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.”

He knows it, I know it and everyone else knows it too. But here I am, placed under the leadership of Jayce Westwood himself. The one man who hates me more than anyone in this entire world. Great. Just great. ~ The Tribrid Princess and the Taste of Chaos will start serialising in early 2025. Follow me for more information! ~ Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all my beautiful Queens. May 2025 be even better ~ Love, Muse

“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

I said to her at her first yawn. “But I’m not sleepy yet, Gabriel.” she said. “I know, but it’s important to get a good night’s sleep so you can have fun tomorrow. Now, let’s pick out a book for bedtime.” I told her, and her face brightened up. “I want one about the princess and the dragon!” “Ah, the classic tale of bravery and adventure. Alright, let’s get started. Once upon a time, in a far-off kingdom, there was a beautiful princess named Isabella.” I invented one of my own.

Pouting, I could tell she was close to crying, “Just read it to me, mama.” I took the book from her, it was titled Sleeping Beauty, and then I started reading, “Once upon a time, in a far-off kingdom, a beautiful princess named Aurora (also known as Briar Rose) was placed under a sleeping curse by a wicked fairy named Maleficent. The curse was meant to punish the king and queen for not inviting Maleficent to the princess's christening.” I paused and then continued.