Back in the deepest part of Angel Bay's
dungeon was Heavily pregnant Queen Angelite who was chained heavily to the room, the chains embedded into the walls of the dungeon draw her hands out while she panted softly feeling soreness and itchiness down her throat as she hadn't had any water in days. The queen's head hung low and with her body pulling down her hands that had been changed across the room. The queen's hair which used to glow with her light energy radiating from her now hung down with litters of the dirty dungeon stuck to it.
The queen felt weak, hungry, and exhausted but hanging on the thin hope that maybe...that maybe she could actually be free one day. The queen's ear picked on impending footsteps which she had gotten pretty used to over the months of being trapped in the d
