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Fear My Return

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"Your majesty, we just spotted her at Forest, she's trying to pass through the mountains Forest to cross board the ship which is sailing through the boarder" The royal guard was on his knees with heads now as he spoke. The man in front of him sat on the pouch, with his night rod lying loosely on his body. Three maidens who were his mistresses surrounded him. One at his foot massaging him and the other two, behind pouring fragrance on his toned chest and rubbing it over him. There was a smell of red wine in the room, as the man on the couch gave a deep and deadly laugh like that of a horror movie but the difference was that the villain looked too good and heavenly to merit the title. After some while the man stopped laughing and relaxed as he looked at the guard's dagger. "What should we do your majesty" "Kill her" *********** "..... Please... please " the sound of steel pierced through her skin and she felt the hurt metal buried with her. Her blood rushed out instantly and her strength as well. Elizabeth collapsed to the ground, falling unconscious. How painful it pain to be used, betrayed, left in the dark, and even worse, for a mother to watch her only child taken and slaughtered for an offence he never knew or committed. Flashes of the image of her past came flooding in and anger, grief flowed along, it hurts so bad. Hot tears rushed down her face. She felt so powerless, so useless, like a tiny particle who couldn't even make a difference. But she was going to come. As Elizabeth closed her eyes to accept the offer of death, her body began rolling, until she fell from the cliff and into the river. The guards wanted to go after her but were stopped by Edward, the king's personal guard and knight. "Leave her, let the beast of the sea have a taste of her" he smirked.
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