The palace was shrouded in the cold darkness. Every corridor, every room of the palace, was heavily guarded. The icy silence was suddenly disturbed by the clicking of heels on the stone floor. The guards bowed as the Queen walked past them. She spared a glance at each of them, inclining her head and acknowledging their show of respect. When she finally came to a stop in front of her room, the huge ornate doors were pushed open for her. Once she walked in and flicked her fingers, the doors closed behind him. The room was majestic and luxurious, like a queen’s room should be. However, behind these closed doors, she liked to think of herself as Samantha, a woman whose beautiful human life had come to a stop when she was forced and abused and killed by her kind. Her mouth twisted as she stepped out of her gown and shrugge
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