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My first Story

You and your enemy have always fought over the throne since you were young. He is a stubborn and mean boy who loves himself and thinks he is the best. You are one of the most beautiful and smartest girl in the whole country. While he wants the power that he will receive as the king to start a war, you want to become the queen say you help your poor country and spread peace between the kingdoms. He has always tried to manipulate you since you were young, but he always failed. As you dance with him, close to his chest, you feel his smirk on the face and his deep voice speaking softly and silent: "You should give up princess, you know that I will win. But it's kinda cute how you try to compete with me. Maybe we can rule the kingdom together as long as you follow my orders." You make a spin still holding his hand tightly, then you look him dead serious in his eyes and say smiling: "Are you sure that you will win? I may be a princess, but there were a lot of queens in the history of England. But you wouldn't know that, because you are too busy trying to impress girls with your stupid smirk. But I am one of the smartest in the whole country. I am born to be a queen while you try to fit in your role. Also I would never marry such a selfish man like you, I am not your puppet and I will never be one, because I am going to be the queen." He obviously isn't used to get rejected, so he pulls you closer to him and looks deep in your eyes and says slowly in a deep voice: "feisty as always my little princess. I will break you one day and then you will beg me to marry you. Every girl begs me to marry her, so you will, too." You look away and as the music gets slower, you can barely hold your anger back. For years he has been playing with your feelings just to get what he wants, but today it will all change. You look to your friend who is poisoning his glass of wine. Nobody saw him, you smirk at your enemy and say: "Don't be so sure of yourself. You never know what can happen." The song stopped and you all are sitting at the table. You look as your enemy drinks the whole glass of wine. The poison kills him slowly and as he looks at you, smirking at him, raising your wine glass, he realizes he got fooled by you and so he takes his last breath and falls to the ground. So now you are the queen. What will you do? ;)

// Hey guys, so this is my first ever written story, so it can be or is bad.

I would love to hear some feedback :)

Have a nice day ;)♥ //