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I felt Zemia pull me back. I was already on my feet. With the amount of fury I felt I knew I was gonna do something drastic. The man stared at me with hate. I wasn’t still wearing my shirt, I saw his eyes fall below my collar bone where the mark, like I would love to call it, tattoo. He immediately fell to his knees just like Faye, though he didn’t seem as helpless as she was.

“I beg for your mercy…. my.. queen!.” He stammered when he called me his queen.

I wasn’t a monster of course. I accepted his apology, like I always said. The first time is a trial, the second time you are calling for war.

I nodded and let myself fall into Zemia’s arms, even in his arms I refused to look weak. Zemia lifted me from the ground and took me out of the room.

He walked on debris, blood and people…, I stared in horror at what had befallen the house.

“There he is!!.” A man yelled and soon I saw reporters and police officers running towards us.

“Don’t they take a break?!.” I whispered.

“They’re just doin