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We had always been the King’s last resort. When all else failed on the battlefield, we would ride in and save the day. Our blood would run cold; we would ...

I awake to the sound of soft, steady breathing, and the loud snoring of one particularly annoying sister. “Everyone must be asleep,” I think to myself. My snow-white, deep-sea-blue-tipped

Many moons ago, is how it seems. Many moons ago, I lived my dreams. The lights and stage, all were there. The days before, I could hardly bare. My heart ...