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Chapter Twenty-Five
Madeline
The pregnant werewolf is finally in my grasps, Madeline thought with twisted glee as she pranced and danced around her throne room. Her long, black flowing dress danced around her ankles as she twirled her body around when she heard a voice interrupt her. "Your Highness," it was her new General, Lily. "There is someone here to see you," she explained as she bowed her her dancing Queen.
"Oh?" Madeline questioned as she continued dancing. "Who is it this time?"
"A man by the name of Edmond, Your Highness. He says he wishes to...court you, my Queen." Madeline stopped dancing, her back to Lily. There was a worrying pause - all of the Witches knew that Madeline disliked courters, especially since she became so powerful. However, when Madeline turned around to face her General she had an eerie smile upon her cold lips.
"Bring him in," she ordered Lily.
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