I was sitting in the royal office with my mother and father listening to her drone on and on about how I should act as a princess. "A princess should be kind, sweet, but she should never show any fear." I started to fade into a daydream where I wasn't a princess. In this world I wasn't a princess I was just a normal teenage girl. The one that everyone wanted to talk to or sit with. All of a sudden I was snapped out of the dream by by the sound of drums warning us trouble was in route. My mother and father rushed out to see what was going on the next thing I heard was that your piercing sound. Everything was like it was in slow motion I saw my father lay on the ground blood slowly trickling out of him and a white demon standing in front of him with a strange shiny metal object that seem to have caused the bleeding .
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Queen of Cotton
Historical FictionThis is story of a queen from the south part of Africa. That is taken from her home.This her story of her journey to freedom and to love.
