Valngasia.
My home, my people.
My Kingdom
My Crown.
"Slave. How does it feel to be in the midst of royalty?" Princes Lita asked.
Adria kept her head down as befitting of her station, "I am grateful for the opportunity to serve."
"Good." she said, "I hope that you always remember your place. Swamp child."
"I will never forget it."
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"My dear Princesses," the King said, "you have been chosen by Eloah as the true Princesses of Valngasia. Our treasure. The nations would need your guidance and call upon the graces that has already been bestowed on you. In several forms you are all rulers of Valngasia" He fell silent for a short while, "Alas, only one can sit on the throne. May you be found worthy of the crown."
"May your soul remain pure." They chanted back.
He who must wear the Crown, must bear the weight.
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Blood Inked
Fantasy"There is a reward for rebellion..." Valngasia. A Kingdom chosen by Eloah - The Creator. He had made a covenant with their ancestors, therefore, they shall be called His people. As time passed, the people of Valngasia strayed and forgot the called...
