Prince Jacob (Previously known as King Jacob)

Prince Jacob (Previously known as King Jacob)

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In the beautiful blossming country of Meldonia there lived a handsome mysterious prince and his faithful righthand man and his choice to settle down and find a bride with the help of his friend. A young girl Yn thats me who works as a castle maid part time Im black dark skinned long black hair deep dark brown eyes. I'm 18 years old 5'2'', slimthick, curvy thick hips, big butt, nice thighs, but I wear 34b, and size 5 feet, and one thing is for sure I may be little but I speak my mind, stand my ground, I dont back down from nobody not for the king queen or the prince himself. I dont curse but I will most definetly roast somebody on that the spot that try to come across me and be knowing good dang well they dont know me like that and yes I can fight and if u thinkng Im ghetto Im not. P.S this IS NOT boyxboy
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