Forbidden Love.
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"I don't need any title to defend my people, nor any legacy to protect my people. I'll not allow myself to rest till we bring our race to peace. Ammira will not show us down, not any more. We are going to face them, fight them and are not going to hide ourselves. We are not those cowards, are we? No, we are going to show them, show them that they are not superior than us. I'm with you, I'm going to fight for you, fight for our independence. We are not any less than those leeches. All we ever did was protect human race, helped them in every way without revealing our existence. And all that Ammira wanted was to rule each and every species in this whole entire world ever existed. We are going to stand up, stand up and fight. And show them what are we capable of. I'm Princess Dianadelle, also known as Diana Patterson." I said into the microphone looking at the citizens of my nation expecting them to be my side, help me in getting what they wanted, but I only faces looking bored and mocking me saying 'As if, that's ever possible.'
"Guys, look I know we are not powerful as they are. But we are not any less. We are goanna train really hard, so hard they will get scared like little children by seeing us. I've been here for what, like 3 months, but you are not even half excited as I'm for our independence, for our rules and our believes. I cannot do this without you. Please, say something." I said already accepting my defeat. Already believing that these people are good for nothing. Already giving up.
I was really disappointed with my people, I was disappointed with me.
Hey guys, I've already posted this story before, but then deleted it. I gave up at that time. But, now I'm bringing it back again. Good and new. I've changed a lot in the story. I hope you guys like it and support it. just give it a try.
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