On The Edge of Becoming
Six months have passed... only six, yet it feels like a lifetime. When I look in the mirror now, I trace my reflection in awe, as if meeting myself for the first time. I'm no longer that shattered girl who stumbled into the palace with a broken heart and fearful eyes. Now, strength hums in my veins. I meet the world's gaze head-on, and my smile—when it comes—is real, rising from some deep, untapped well of joy. My parents... King William and Queen Lisa didn't just give me a title... they gave me love I never knew existed. Every night, when they tuck me in, their hugs melt the frost of my old wounds. I'm not that lost child anymore... I'm home**. Beta and his daughter Malika... They've carved a place in my soul. Malika—my partner in crime, my sister in spirit. We whisper
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