Fall From Grace
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"Life isn't always a fairytale, princess.
There's not always a happy ending."
From a young age, Circe lost it all. Her parents, her home, her kingdom. Now, nine years later, she wants revenge.
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(A/N: author's note.)
A/N:
Not everything is set in stone.
A story I've been meaning to write out.
Wondering if I should add romance or not, eh.
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