I am sorry for that, but glad that justice was served for you.
My husband served him his gold crown. Molten, on the top of his head.
[Fitting really, but the memory of that day, of having a knife to her belly, with the child she was meant to have. It is still painful for many reasons.]
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My husband served him his gold crown. Molten, on the top of his head.
[Fitting really, but the memory of that day, of having a knife to her belly, with the child she was meant to have. It is still painful for many reasons.]