*Over morning toast and tea (blueberry and jasmine, respectively)
"Who are you now that you've been cut from the mother crown for so long?"
"How will you strut now that the scars are so evident to just about everyone?"
"What is it that makes one seek such power? What is it that makes one so conjoined to it?"
I say to you:
"Be careful, lovely. The night
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