The Perfect Queen

The Perfect Queen

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Ashla was always hated and feared, although she was princess of the The Dragon legion, the strongest of the Three grand clans she was also a Ra'Dum, a child born broken, without a proper soul. To avoid the public and the pain of the anger the people have because of her she would go out for weeks at a time hunting Flatbacks, the descendants of the ancient dragons who have slowly become less powerful without the power of Oblion, the last true dragon. Soon she ran out of Flatbacks, as the wilds around Nelesa had be hunted dry, so one day she chooses to ride farther, accidentally traveling into the Sprawl, land owned by the Black Reach, one of the legions allies, but the peace was shaky, and a legionary riding on their land is something black reach would not respect.
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You think being a girl is easy. Well, I'm going to tell you: it isn't easy. Hell, it's so hard to be a girl. Especially when you live in the time period of King and Queens, with the knights in shining armor. Every guy I come across thinks I need to be swooned, flirted with, and swept off my feet. All of the knights that I was with broke my heart, so I don't trust anyone. Not wanting to break my shield around my heart again. I don't need a knight, but right now I think I could consider needing one. I have run away from home, angry at my parents want me to marry. I decided to grab a basket from the kitchen and running out of the castle, my home. To the meadow I so much adore going to when a bear disturbed my peace, smelling the berries I have picked, chasing after me and the basket.

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