Your Highness
- cynthiakhoman
- Sep 3, 2022
- 1 min read
Just as fresh as yesterday, memories in my mind. You cannot change your destiny or stop the hands of time. Oh, what a tangled web we weave, so may bridges burned. Now it is your time to grieve, the tables have been turned. They beat you up and stole your crown, your kingdom toppled to the ground. His Highness has been beaten. I guess that makes us even.
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