Let thy fate decide which door shall be opened.
--Dane :)
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Waking up from the nightmare that tormented both her soul and her body, Anastasia felt a warm surge of strength as she began to move around. The sight of the worried royalty surprised her truly, but as she saw him not question her about what just happened, or insult her for being weak, she felt oddly comfortable with the king who stayed in her room and read her books.
How odd…Sitting on her bed with a mug of warm cocoa in her hands, she watched the king’s back as the sound of the page turning followed suit. He made me a warm drink, said no offensive or fearful remarks, and treated me like a normal being. Just…what happened to the king? Despite all the questions in her mind, her lips are stitched and she felt the urge to s
