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My Lovely Queen ~ [TBATE x Reader/Oc]
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"You're just a kid, and yet you act like an adult?"
The Red Queen, also known as (Y/n) Ashorath [or if you want Ember Ashorath]. She isn't the brightest person but most certainly not the coldest. She's very blunt and speaks what's on her mind. Even though she's very young she doesn't act her age. She's not good at expressing herself so it's rare to see a smile on her face. But for some reason, someone manages to pull a genuine smile on her face.
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As life seems to hate you and keep giving you lemons. You manage to push forward and keep on surviving no matter what life throws at you. Growing up you preferred to be alone. But suddenly you were forced to go to a school?!
"That darn old hag... Forcing me to do this..." you mumbled as a dark aura flowed out of you.
➪ ♕ 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 : June 10, 2023
➪ ♕ 𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 : ???
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