Jester & a Princesa

Jester & a Princesa

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A princesa do reino jamais precisou implorar por atenção. Todos a admiravam - a filha perfeita do rei e da rainha, o sorriso delicado do castelo, a garota que parecia ter sido criada para ser amada. Mas ninguém conhecia a verdadeira Billie. Ninguém enxergava o vazio escondido atrás de seus olhos cansados, nem os segredos sombrios que ela enterrava no próprio peito todas as noites. Enquanto o reino se distraía com bailes, coroas e falsas aparências, havia alguém que conseguia fazê-la esquecer do peso que carregava. Jester. O bobo da corte. O homem coberto por risos, ironias e olhares indecifráveis. Para todos, ele era apenas um palhaço criado para divertir a nobreza. Mas, para Billie, ele era diferente. Era o único capaz de fazê-la sentir viva quando o mundo parecia sufocá-la. Nas noites silenciosas do castelo, ela o procurava sempre que a tristeza se tornava insuportável. E, sem perceber, acabou se perdendo nele. No jeito provocante com que ele sorria. Na voz calma escondida atrás das piadas. Nos olhos escuros que pareciam guardar pecados demais. Billie tentou arrancá-lo da mente. Tentou convencer a si mesma de que aquilo era errado. Mas talvez o problema nunca tenha sido esquecê-lo. Talvez ela simplesmente não quisesse fugir dele.
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The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

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