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2024-10-29 19:42:56[Faye]
I’m not sure why the queen has chosen to keep me alive.
That is the first thought I have when I wake up in the bowels of the palace, the slick stone floor beneath me cold and wet. Shivering into the dark, I pull together what is left of my torn dress, glad that I am unable to see the stains created by the blood of my loved ones.
Why won’t she just let me die?
I’m not sure how much time has passed. Days? Weeks? Months? There are no windows, no way to mark the time except for trays of food that are placed in my room that I refuse to eat. I would rather die than be in her thrall. They have fo
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