Am I Ready?
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Last published Fri, Aug 11, 2017
It is said that if the last member of the Dragonborn family dies the Phoenix Shifter is crowned.
At first people thought it would never happen but in a twisted turn of events it does.
Not only did the Phoenix Shifter lose a friend she also lost the queen.
When she is crowned she was worried that she wasn't going to make a good queen.
She was never taught what to do and how to be queen.
The Shifters lost their queen.
She lost her closest friend.
Sometimes she wishes it turned out differently.
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I looked around my friends and sighed.
I am the Phoenix Shifter does that mean now that... Why did you do it?
How am I suppose to know what to do anymore?
Oh this is worst than losing my mentor who was your mother.
I always thought I was going to always be your guard and now.
I wish this didn't happen.
Am I ready to be queen?
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