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Axel
“Ahhhhh!” Queen Mira shouted. I released her hand and looked into her eyes. She is fierce. I can see her anger manifested through her eyes. They are red in color and sharp in shape, but I didn’t even budge. Seeing that I am unmoved by her shouts and expressions of anger, she suddenly turned around and stomped her feet towards the door. She walked out of the place. Her slaves followed her. “Y-your highness,” Marga said worriedly as she came closer. I looked at her and smiled. “I have allowed her to a***e me for so long that she thought she can mistreat me and get away with it. I am not my mother who just lets anyone mistreat her. I am me and I fight whatever injustice that I see from this moment on.” I can see tears forming in Marga’s eyes. As an older woman who stay
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