Internal V.1: Child of Discord (Internal, third draft)
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Well met, twerps.
Name's Azalea Husniria; been through fourteen summers. Princess, many call me to this gorgeous face, and 'jerk' behind my back. Just maybe, I deserve that.
Bein' higher up the rung ain't all bless, I tell ya. Believe it or not, my mom, the ruthless Lady Mirani, had been nurturin' deep spite against the 'primary' Husnirid line--that of Dad's first wife--and sadly, that spite had spilled over to how Mom's brought me up: often abrasively.
On the flip side, three-quarters of this Vikrish Peninsula answer to my House, the Husnirids; but there are chinks in every armor, and for me, it's my mom's simmering spite.
Unless, somehow, she can reform herself. Fast.
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