Tarnished

Battered and bruised, she crawled her way back from hell. A throne awaits her. One saturated in the lust of all before her. She will never forget the words he whispered in her ear before she slit him stem to stern with her words, “Never doubt your worth. You are Camelot’s new Princess. Make the name proud”

A.J Luna

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