"Get out" I said through clenched teeth. The figure slipped out of the bed. It was Carissa, one of his favorite mistresses, compared to the silky night gown she had on, my clothes were dated and old, threadbare in places, her smooth glowing skin made me self aware. I had the title of the queen but lived worse than a slave, with chapped nails and rough skin. I probably had a bath three days ago. Anger flared in my eyes, I've been living like I didn't exist at all, I WOULD TAKE BACK MY LIFE. My once soft hands had turned calloused and hard."You?" Her eyes skipped over me like I'm some trash stuck to her shoe."Yes, get out" I walked towards her, if she wasn't going to get out on her own, I would force her out, she might be a vampire but she wasn't the queen, I am."He isn't coming?" Her eyes had a look of despair."No, and don't you ever step in here ever again" I dragged her by hand and led her to the door, there was no reaction from her, she looked like she was in a daze, she was o
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