Poetry is catharsis of the soulTo the person holding this and reading my wordsBe gentle, for you hold my heart in your hands and my soul in your mind---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Will be add more as inspiration hitsLike and comment <3β¦
Yesterday, just yesterday she was safely in the palace and now here she was on the streets, in disguise praying that no one would find her. She didn't even know why, and yet in one night she watched her father murdered, her guards abandon her and was finally all alone, with no allies. In a kingdom that was once her home was now filled with faceless enemies in the shadows. How would she ever survive?Please note there will be adult themes in this novel such as prostitution and slaveryβ¦