limuesse
"Eh princess, did your people desert you? So loyal, aren't they?" I turned around and saw HIM entering the hall. HE was standing across from me on the other side of the room.
I didn't answer and just looked at him with a blank expression.
Stay strong
"Normally you aren't that quite, are you? Has the cat gotten your tongue, princess? You ain't that strong without your lap dogs? Why didn't you decide on the right side, the winner side? I wouldn't have to do this." He grinned at me with his so typical exaggerated smirk. I kept my expressionless countenance.
"What do you intend to do now? Princess doesn't want her nails to get dirty, does she?" He started laughing, but his laughter decreased when he saw me smirking and leaving my previous place.
You can do this
"You must never confuse two totally different things, hun. These ones", I glanced down at my nails, "these ones are no nails, they are claws." I slowly draw closer to him.
"And never call me princess", I took hold of my gun which was placed underneath my dress.
I aimed at his forehead and pulled the trigger before he was able to grab his gun.
"Cause I'm the queen, darling."
World War 3 is over but the main part of society is doing badly. The whole system is broken and everybody has to take care of himself. Politicians can't handle anything. The people accept a new idea of the government because nobody really believes in a change. They wouldn't have a say anyway.
Everyone is divided in a caste from 2 to 7, the richest ones are in caste 2, the poorest in 7. Are they really doing better in a system without any chances for the poor and constant surveillance? In a system where a number is more important than love or volition?