Delusional
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"Remain optimistically delusional" she said.
"Oh I will" she said.
An ice cold kingdom in Surrey.
The sun said goodbye as it slowly faded behind the mountains. It was beautiful here it really was. Crisp green leaves and frozen lakes, the trees shook their hair and every so often a piece would fall. Skin so untouched it was as white as snow, hair as black as a raven. Elizabeth was a threat to the so called 'most beautiful maiden in the land'. There is a mysterious man bearing the gift of something called the 'magic mirror'. Will the queen kill Elizabeth? Will Stefan stand in the way? Read to find out.
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