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Nov 2020
“The war is over, Prince. Just— Relax.”
Cal smiles at me, but I don’t
smile back. As I repeat
My father— my king’s last
Words to me. To his
Unwanted heir.
“You must be
Perfect,
Prince.”
Written by
Ash  18/Non-binary
(18/Non-binary)   
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       Audrey Gill, ---, j a connor and Ash
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