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position to pay.” The princess tried to form a smile on her heart-shaped face through her tears. “To an utterly dead nation, princess is a senseless station.”

Emily gazed down at her tattered crimson coat, a symbol of her commitment to sanctify herself of her sins through her blood. She looked back to the princess, her life’s purpose and calling. Then she scanned her eyes over the hundreds of Soldiers surrounding them. Their options were limited.

“I pray you go Emily. All will be well with us both in the end,” the princess encouraged. Stepping further away, she struggled to stifle her sobs behind quivering lips.

Emily yanked the princess back to her.

Then looking to Sinamor said, “I already have a job and there is no way you’re going to touch the princess.”

 

 

 

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