Dissolute

She had been slowly killed and now the only thing left where the broken pieces of her soul. She'd had few ever try to actually pick them up and try to put them together. Her heart was cool from the lack of warmth , but it only got cooler with every breath she took and when someone took her throne she became a merciless killer looking to spill the blood of every person who had ever wronged her. She was finally becoming what her killers wanted her to become but she wouldn't be controlled, not anymore.

She was now dissolute and the worst part is she had no one to bring her back.