nazyalensky: The girl touched the collar at her neck, the fetter at her wrist. So many men had tried
nazyalensky:The girl touched the collar at her neck, the fetter at her wrist. So many men had tried to make her a queen. Now she understood that she was meant for something more. The Darkling had told her he was destined to rule. He had claimed his throne, and a part of her too. He was welcome to it.For the living and the dead, she would make herself a r e c k o n i n g.She would r i s e. -- source link
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