His steady embrace was comforting, he stroked my hair. "Azalia, it's okay." Frances said softly into my ear. Nothing in this moment felt okay except for him holding me. I just needed him close to me. Frances escorted me back to my room, where he hugged me tightly. He placed a soft kiss on my forehead. "Ye are Isalraven's Princess, Ye are my Queen.
I will follow ye wherever you guide. Aye will fight beside ye because aye believe in ye." Frances said. I watched him walk down the hallway as long as I could before he disappeared down another hall. I walked into my bedroom and pulled my journal out from underneath my pillow.
I grabbed the hand drawn photo of me. Maybe the people of Islaraven do believe in me. Now that more information about Islaraven had been revealed to me, I was starting to feel more safe but I still felt as though a piece of the puzzle was missing. I sloppily jotted down everything that I had found out so far about Islaraven, before laying my head down onto my pillow.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
FantasyAzalia a nineteen year old girl who has had a relatively normal life so far, start's to face some difficulty when she has to start saving up for college. Azalia does the unspeakable work for the most hated man in her city, Ben Razalia the owner of t...
