Then I close my eyes, and let the darkness drag me to sleep.
The next morning I wake at six and dash to the mailbox. Both me and the prince received a letter. I'm a little surprised there's letters at all, even though I check everyday out of habit, hoping mom will send an apology. I go back inside and sit at the kitchen table to open my letter.
Only five words. But those five words made my blood run cold.
The country dies tommorow. -Doomsday
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What If? Talent of Truth
FantasyWhat if? You were always right. And if you werent, the world changed for you? add in a prince friend, an evildoer, a flaw, and a lot of coincedences, and you have my world of What if? Talent of Truth,
