The Queens Court
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Terakhir diterbitkan Rab, Ogo 4, 2021
No one in the outside world of flowers,commoners, and drunk bartenders really knows what goes on inside these walls, the walls made of gold for only the rich to behold. The idea of living in these walls seems appealing to the eye but seeing may be deceiving that's what they have not realized.
Inside these walls there is a story to behold one of fighting, laughing, but most importantly of all the decisions that are being made everyday.After all the head who holds the crown must also be prepared to deal with the burdens that come with it.
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