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∫°°°°A queen Is a Passion and a part of the soul°°°°∫
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Eliza walked into her Palace and the first thing she does was sit down in her throne. She was soaking wet something she was use to. It was pouring outside while she was on her daily horseback ride around the village. Killa her handsome butler came to her with a towel. He was about her age and had golden brown hair. The navy blue s**t looked smashing on him. He was her favorite. No one knew that but her Cats. "Maddam, her is a towel." He said as he wrapped it around her sholders. "Why thank you Killa." She gave him a smile, then he walked off. She slouched in her chair she was so tired from her long morning. Eliza stood up and put on her shoes. "Killa keep the castle safe I am going to the other kingdoms to see how they are doing." She had told him. Killa had refused to let her leave but he had to she was queen. She walked out the castle door and went to the stable and got her horse Timalia and rode off on the black beauty of Isac.
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∫°°°°If she is hated and loved she is doing her destiny right°°°°∫
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