Prologue

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     A woman sat by herself, every once and awhile an annoying drunk would dare to talk to her. But, it was quickly shut down by her glare. No matter how drunk they were, they immediately apologized for disturbing her presence and ran away. Their tails between their legs, terrified. Suddenly, she stood up and walked up to a table of young adults. They stared at her as if she was mad. In which...she entirely was. And with a skull shivering smile. She asked a question. With an evil glint in her eyes.

"Wanna hear a story"

     They just stared at her, being the idiots they were they saw no harm in it. It seemed simple enough to them and they had nothing better to do. So with that leaned in and listened as the woman began her tale. 

   "Did you know about the King and Queen of this place, long ago?" She asked as she looked out into an empty space . "The king was horrible, ruthless and unkind. Never once sparing twice of a glance at those who died. They say his eyes like that of gold and his skin unlike any other. His hand were inky black with claws. They say he towered over all. Complete opposite from his Queen. Unlike the King he was short, the queen was pale like snow . Similar to snow white.  His hair long and flowed to his waist like wind. He was the king's Beauty. But I want to tell you how they met..."

And that's where our tale begins.

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