Queen Emily

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*Emily* As I stand in front of the full-length mirror, I can’t help but smile at the reflection of perfection beaming back at me. Shaking my hair, I watch as the curls fall around my shoulders like soft velvet ripples. Although I had no doubts about the success of my mission to get my i***t coward cousin out of the castle, I know I still have a lot of cards in my deck to play. He is probably hiding out in his plush emergency bunker somewhere far away, sitting on his swamp ass with a silly foil wrapped around his head out of concern that Alpha Kane is monitoring him or listening to what he’s thinking. How much of a fool could a so-called king possibly be? I look around the empty room and feel my heart drop just a notch. I wish there was someone around I could boast to about how clever I’

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