Beta Max;
I’ve met ladies of various kinds. Fat, slender, short, tall, or whatever skin tone. Characters of different sorts, but never have I met a lady who was f*****g sick in the head like the Princess, standing right in front of me.
She was the worst of them all. Crazy, tramp, unreasonable. The worst of it was how nonchalant she was toward her f*****g life.
How could a princess who was given the best upbringing by a powerful man like her father, act this way? I had been f*****g trying to do the maths ever since her first approach toward me. But I couldn't get an answer.
My fingers brushed my forehead. My eyes shut momentarily. I tried to take it in. All of her madness. “Why do you act this way, Princess? Do you to want to get yourself killed before your father’s arrival?”
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