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Fratele tău este cel mai popular prinț din Școala pentru Bine ,având rezultate excelente la toate materiile și fiind atât de fermecător încât majoritatea prințeselor sus îndrăgostit până peste cap de el. Deține gloria tatălui său, Regele Arthur, și șarmul mamei, Lady Guinevere. Cu aceste atuuri, Tedros iese mereu în evidență, fiind Căpitanul Școlii pentru Bine. Atâta perfecțiune nu s-a mai văzut în povești.
Dar fratele tău este singurul din familie care deține această faimă. Tu, o prințesă fermecătoare, ești mereu lăsată de dinafară. Nimeni nu s-a îngrijit de tine după moartea părinților tăi, Lady Guinevere și Sir Lancelot, iar tu, singură, te-ai refugiat în tine. Nimeni nu te cunoaște cu adevărat, nici măcar Tedros, fratele tău perfect. Izbucnești în lacrimi când ești singură, deoarece nimic nu te poate face să uiți ziua nefastă când mama ta a fost otrăvită, iar, de durere, tatăl tău și-a luat viața, uitând de fiica sa de doar 7 ani. De fiecare dată când clipești îi vezi murind, unul câte unul și căzând, ca piesele de domino. La doar 3 luni după ce ai primit o familie, ai pierdut-o. Acum, cel mai abundent gând este răzbunarea. Dacă o vrăjitoare a dus la moartea părinților tăi, nu vei mai lăsa nici o vrăjitoare să-ți distrugă viața. Nimeni nu va scăpa nepedepsit.
Dar, în sufletul tău, știi că o prințesă nu s-ar răzbuna. Ce vei alege? Răzbunarea dulce sau regalitatea plină de regrete? Gândurile tale zboară ca niște pene de păun în aer. Deodată, iei o decizie.
Începută: 14.03.2019
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