JOANNA
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I have been called so many names.
Tomboy.
Muscle mummy.
Prince Joanna. Warrior. Disgraceful Alpha daughter…. Amongst others.
I have been called a concubine here in the place. Referred to as Princess, but witch was a first.
Elara looked pitiful, no doubt, and I have tried not to take her words to heart, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her accusations. What was she trying to say before King Damien threw her out of the grand hall?
“Royal Concubine Joanna.” One of the stern looking Elder’s called out to me, his voice stiff as if he was about to grill me.
Fist fight? Yes, I was always down for that.
But this? Whatever the f**k this was, I knew nothing about how to navigate it.
“H-hmm, yes, Elder.” I stuttered, trying desperately to keep my eyes on the particular
