Lizaria

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"Damn it!" Juston yelled, and made a mess of his office again. He slammed his fist against the window, and looked out over at the kingdom. He gave it a death glare, and could feel that the Queen saw his glare, mentally of course. He grew a smirk on his face. He was mentally talking to the Queen, and he was messing with her head. Once the Queen mentally yelled at him, and reminded him of his past, Juston's smirk went away. "Noo!" Juston shrieked in a rough voice. The Queen reminded him, or, told him, that Ashlyn was his cousin, and that she wasn't making it up. Juston knew deep down that she was telling the truth. He got even more mad, and pushed over his chair. "Um, Lord Juston," one of his guards started, "Stop!" the Queen was still in his head, and he was trying to get her out. The guard was confused as he looked over at Juston throwing a tantrum. The guard stayed back trying not to get in the way. "Get out!" Juston demanded, but she was still there, continuing to tell Juston that his father should've never been evil, and he shouldn't either. He slammed his head on the desk, which didn't work. "AHH!" Juston screamed throughout the room. The Queen was giving him a migraine as big as a whale, and he couldn't take it anymore. "Stop it!" Juston whined at his head. "Just leave me alone you bitch!" He screamed back, and then she was gone. Juston was on all fours, and his hair was a mess as well as his office. The guard waited for Juston to say something. "If you're here to question me why I retreated the troops, then get the hell out." Juston demanded at his guard. "Um Lord, I shall not question you, it's one of your biggest rules. I um, am actually here to tell you something important," the guard was afraid to tell Juston what he had to tell, but it was too late. "Go on," Juston said getting to his knees. "It's Ellie, Lord. She is...she is dead, sir.." Juston was silent, and the guard continued. "We found a pool of pink blood near the front doors..we looked on security tape, and it was her, my Lord. No one knows where her body went, but we will start searching for her as soon as possible, sir." The guard stepped out of the doorway, and waited for Juston to respond. Juston's mind was racing, he knew who killed her, and he was about to break. Tears started to fall down his face. Juston tried to hold back his pain, but it was too rough. He screamed in agony, and fell to his side. He laid on the floor, and screamed into the ground as the tears kept pouring out. The pain was unbearable, and it wasn't from his guilt or brain, but his heart.