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"He's an important man in the council. And I'm nobody. My family cast me out when he rejected me. I have no standing." "That doesn't matter. The King—" "Pack law says women can't seek audience with the King unless accompanied by a male relative." Molly's smile was bitter. "My parents are dead. My brothers won't speak to me. I have no one." Gianna set her drink down. "I'm a Luna. I can speak to the King on your behalf." Molly looked at her with something close to hope. "You would do that?" "Yes. What he did to you is wrong. He needs to take responsibility for his child."

I growled as I summoned lightning with my scepter and struck the ground in front of that doctor, "If you disobey my orders again, I will have lightning strike you on the head. Speak up! Who do you think is fit to be queen?" "Miss Molly...I think Miss Molly is fit to be the queen..." "Molly..." I looked at the shivering woman kneeling in the corner. Oh, she's here too. So she was one of the participants in ousting Elizabeth. Funny, that's so funny. Everyone says they respect me and are loyal to me, but they don't care about what I think at all, they only care about what I should do. How dare Molly think that I would necessarily marry her after she drove Elizabeth away? Did she think she was t

"She's certainly the boss of me as well, and I don't even live near them." Molly grinned widely at that and shook her head. "Any other nominations for the female spot?" Ed asked. No one spoke. "All those in favor of Molly being elected to the other of Queen?" The group laughed but everyone raised their hands. "All hail King Duncan the Long and Queen Molly the Sexy," Ed said, grinning widely and drawing a round of laughs. "So, wait a second," Becky said, looking over at Molly and Duncan. "If they're King and Queen, what the heck does that make us?"

He grins and get out of the vehicle. The day goes on and soon is the last class of the morning. "Z, have you heard that McKenzie is campaigning for Queen?" Molly says to me. "No. How she's doing?" I ask. "Just putting the word out there. Talking to the other students to let them know how much she is happy with the nomination and asking them to vote for her." "Good for her!" I smiled wide. "How did you know she would be this happy?" She asks me. "I get her." I plainly say.

I said pushing her out of my way and walking to the door but stopped when I remembered something. "Oh, I forgot to tell you this, The same Liam you want and keep fighting for, is the same guy begging for me to give him a chance to prove his love to," I said, making her gasp, yeah I love that sullen expression on her. "Well about the competition I would participate in it and win that crown. Don't you ever forget this and mark it as the witch you are." "I KIM LALISA WILL WIN YOU KIM JINA AND BE THE NEXT K POP QUEEN......

She didn't look to be much older than Mare but she was slightly taller and that advantage made her look down her nose as she spoke. She took a step into the hall and Mare fought back the urge to hug her arms around her body. Did the hall suddenly turn cold? "What is it that you say?" Vallezarii asked. Mare's eyes snapped to his face. The tone of his voice... "Your Baryn concubine will not sully the queen's seat..." "There is no queen." "Her memory leaves on..." "There is no queen!"

The marking of Tommy's empire symbol was a very important part of the ceremony and considering that Jasmine was now taking the place as the queen of Tommy's empire, her marking was different yet special like Tommy's one. The hall was filled with Jasmine's screams as the elder pressed the hot metal symbol against her bare neck as she held onto Tommy. Tommy's jaw clenched as his eyes was squeezed shut while listening to the screams of his beloved until it finally stopped. Jasmine felt weak in the knees as she weakly held onto Tommy. The pain of the marking had completely wore her out to point where she couldn't even stand, but her people wanted to see how strong their new queen was. Jasmine op

Asher had difficulty forming the words he wanted to say as anger, disappointment, fear, disbelief, helplessness battled all at once! "Eric is one of us now, and I want you all to treat him with respect. Do I make myself clear?" ". . ." ". . ." "Yes," Asher said after a long silence. "Your wish . . . is my command . . ." D shivered upon hearing Asher's grudgingly gritting voice. It was ear piercing, spine cringing than the ones made by claws scratching against metal plates. He eyed the gorgeous lady beside him. This was the first time that their Queen defended someone to this extreme.

She nods. Molly comes over to their table with a tray with five glasses and a bottle of ‘Molly’s Finest’. Molly’s four-four, and a wiry old lady. Her cerulean almond shaped eyes glowed gently, and her long white hair was in a long braid down her back today. She had a short aquiline nose and thin lips, which were currently spread in a wide smile. She slid the tray onto the table, and bowed to the King, who inclined his head back. “Majesty, a pleasure as always. Your usual and enough glasses for the table.” Eliza blinks,