Who Am I?

"Iris my dear you are more than who you think you are, you are of noble and historical blood" I look at the women I call my mother straight dead in the eyes, I suddenly feel my eyebrows fury in confusion. "Mother by whatever do you mean? Has my life been merely a facade?".

I suddenly see her face sully with discontent as she struggles to tell me what it is that she means. "My darling you have a very certain uniqueness about yourself, you remind me of your father......" As I am on my knees, I look up at my mother's face once more as a I scan this dreadful room we are in, filled with all the riches anyone could ask for. Immediately I get up off of my knees trying to go near her but the several guards that surround her near the thrown she occupies herself on seems impossible.

"My uniqueness? Mother what do you mean this is baffling." She than gets up walking down those concert staircases with pillars that lights up each step she takes. "My sweet child you have great energetic force of the unknown something that only a true royal can possess" she says lifting up my chin. "You mean I have powers......." no fucking way.

"Heavy is the head that weighs the crown my dear Iris".

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