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I could feel the booze running through my veins, but it couldn't affect my consciousness. My regeneration skills quickly turned the alcohol into a light sedative, working just enough to calm me down. I was emotionally tired, and right now, I was making a choice, the choice I'd never thought I would make. I wasn't in love with Draven. As a matter of a fact, I didn't know if I was able to open my heart to anyone anymore, but I needed something stable in my life. My feelings for Sariel were still painfully alive within me. Nonetheless, I knew that I had to lock them away. I had to rearrange my life.
Was I tempted by Draven's words? Perhaps a little. Did I want to become the queen? I merely wanted to grant my mother's people the justice they deserved. Most importantly, I wanted to find that one place in the world where I truly belonged. Was it my place to stand beside Draven as his queen? I couldn't answer that question yet, but if that was supposed to be my destiny, then I was a
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