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I am going to be the queen of this kingdom. "
"Jeon's Kingdom. "

"I am soon to be wife of king Jeon. "

"I am going get married to the king of this palace. "

"Jeon Ziva.. "






Heaven blinked


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She couldn't understand what she was saying. Or can say she didn't want to understand what she was saying.



She stand like a rock, without moving. Ad if her capability to do a motion is dead.



Like a corpse.


" Whhattt tt. Queen.. nn.. "
She finally muttered softly .



She knew this day will come soon.
Someone has to be his queen and she knew the queen will never give her respect. Who will respect a mere mistress. But her heart wasn't clenching because of her for her, she was sad because of the truth. The truth that the king will never see her as his. The truth that this isn't a story where his heart will beat for her just after spending some nights together. The truth that she will never be able to call him hers without any interruption.
And hasn't she already prepared herself for this heartbreaking situation then why is her heart now betraying her.
Why is the sound of something broken ecohing in her ears.






She was just another girl for him. Another girl to ease his stress. Another woman to be laid on his bed only to get thrown one day.




She slightly blinked to remove the moisture from her eyes.






She bowed to Ziva.


"Sorry queen..

Please forgive me.

It won't happen again. "

Ziva was satisfied looking at her fragile yet broken state.



she felt dominant and loved that feeling.



"Not like this slave.___
She uttered Mischievoisly because the thought of degrading Heaven satisfied her.



It's just she met her a few minutes ago and she couldn't help but to envy her. She just wanted to harm her.
As if she got a new toy to play with.






"Bend on your knees properly and then apologize. "





She ordered heaven with looking at her nails and her other hand was on her waist. A full gesture of arrogance.




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