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What did I do?
What did I get myself into? I wasn’t supposed to do it. I swore to him that I’ll never be his queen yet I wore the crown myself. I swore to be the queen of Zaeris, his companion in ruling this huge kingdom. What was I thinking? Why didn’t I stop myself? What took over me?
My act has proven to Arles that I can be easily scared. He’ll use me again in the future. He’ll threaten me to get things done in his way. My act has proven to him that I am weak and I don’t have the power to stand up for myself.
He forced it upon me and I am easily accepting it- which I shouldn’t be doing. I should be revolting against him, finding ways to destroy him but Vesta won’t let me do it. We have different thoughts and feeling being the queen.
I am not ready. It feels like a shard of br
