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Mercy Currently I sway at the mercy of the wind, Bounded by the chains and the sorrow from within. Have I had enough? Isn't this a bit too far? It doesn't even matter, because all this trauma leaves a scar. Sadistically you laugh, and I cower in my shame. Somehow this is pleasing, my tears always satisfy. 'Dear,' I hear you say, and I shake at your deep voice. Then you drag me far away, into a deep frightening void. Silently I pray that you will disappear. Still you bound me in these chains with your finger on my chin. Have you had enough? Don't you think it's the limit? Now, you lock me all away, crying hard as my teeth grit. How can you

                                       -Prologue- "You don't fancy any of the men that came, Princess?" Andrew sighed. He stood behind the princess as he combed her soft red hair. "You have to get married soon. This castle isn't your fortress forever." "Andrew I'm frustrated at all your efforts in getting me a husband. I'm not pleased with any of the men; I rather stay the way I am now." He placed a clip into her hair and continued to comb," Why does mother always persist on making me marry someone? Don't I have a choice to make?" "Hah, Princess this isn't a democracy. You do what she says until you have a kingdom of your own. Then you c

I was under my basement, putting all my pictures, all my letters and... a book telling about my old self into a wooden box. I closed it, opened the hatch in the dirt ground, and then put it inside the hole. I spat in the hole and locked it. I began walking around the dusty room, only lighted by a very dim lamp, when the door... closed and clicked, I was locked in. I turned back, wide-eyed. I ran to the door and started to push, my attempts were futile. I began to breathe rapidly trying to calm myself down. This time I pushed the door with my shoulder and a jerked back in immense pain. Who got inside my house? How did he get the key to lock i

 "My king, the war has gotten too far." Leo bowed in reverence to his master. The man on the throne looked down on him, insulted at the fact he questioned his decisions. The atmosphere was filled with deafening silence as the butler waited for the king's reply. "How so?" The king raised a brow at the young man. "If I may, your majesty," He rose from the ground," I have disturbing news that may overcome you with grief." He looked down, sweating nervously at the fury he knew the king was having at this moment. "What is it?" The king replied with a worried tone, perhaps knowing what the man would say next. "The king of Margaritari has sworn

The king was Duke Atticus, he had no shame, no guilt, no suffering or pain. But a town's maiden, his servant, stole his heart. Her name was Rillianne. Sadly, his servant wanted him dead. One morning she poisoned his tea but he refused to drink. He may know my plan, I think. Mid afternoon she came, saw him on his bed, shocked the king, Duke Atticus was already dead. He has died of my poison! She exclaimed in her mind, she knew it was a different home she should find. Oh, what great woe she had, because he was already gone she thought her life would be full of bliss. Not knowing, the sinister king is the one she would miss. ~ His only sis

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