THE SEALING OF SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL WITHIN A DISASTER
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Of all that could be said, none of it was going to be good. She knew, and it was plainly written on her face that this was a disastrous moment for her. The king's eyes were already piercing into her so sharply that she could feel them sink into her skin like blades. But she just stood there, not knowing what to do and unable to breathe easily.
The other king as well was looking at her like he was having the most satisfying, vivid imaginations of skinning her alive with his claws but that, being rapt by such a force of fear did not make it easy for her to just shift because she couldn't. It was impossible. She did not have a wolf and her mother had always assured her that this not a problem until she realized that in this part of
