Royal Society

Royal Society

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I am weird. Everyone said so. And I, myself thought so. But you made me feel accepted, extraordinary and loved. I thought you were the King that would save my Empire. ... But no. Because this is My Kingdom and only 'I' will rule it. I thought you would dominate the throne for me, engaging and embracing the love we share. Yet love was not enough, for it was never befitting into the society we both belong to. Love weakens us, and when I try to save 'us', I immediately fell. It scarred but it made me realize; Ah, I didn't come here for you. I didn't fight in order to rescue our love I didn't start because of you. My vision is to rise into this wrecked Royal Society, to prove myself. Not to fall with your fantasies. 'I' am for the Royal Society, And the Royal Society belongs to me.
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