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.......... Clio .......... "You are my queen," it repeats, and I shake my head vigorously. "No," I protest, my voice trembling with fear as it moves closer, ignoring my plea to stop. I press myself against the door, panic rising within me as I remember there's nowhere else to escape. "I don’t want to be your queen. I want to go home, please. If you let me go, I swear I will leave this place, and I will never tell anyone about you or your father," I plead, my words coming out in a rush as I avert my gaze, unable to meet its eyes. But I shrink in horror, seeing its hand make its way onto my face out of the corner of my eye and I clamp my eyes shut while my blood runs cold at the thought of its touch. However, suddenly, a warmth envelopes my chest, sending shivers down my spine, and I g