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He laughed and smiled, “Fair enough, I was mostly forthcoming with you.” He nodded and grinned at her answer, “Oh, thank you. I’m glad you did decide to audition.” He thought for another moment before asking, “Assuming that wasn’t a lie, what draws you to my books? It can’t be that interesting reading about my dull love stories.”

Break his fingers, the pain lasts longer… or so I’ve heard. 

“To get off the crowded streets. You can get a drink instead of food, you know.”

“Thanks Alia - although I think chlamydia’s more your style than mine. How’ve things been?”

-laughs again- Well, you’re right.

i. queen you were born into it your father will call you princess your mother will call you darling but queen was your birthright and not even your bastard blood can change it ii. heiress they hiss it at you like a bad word headlines printed in black, bold, CAPITAL every mistake a rotten punchline your name a pop culture jokebroken girls sell they say iii. goddess you want to be impenetrable let their words and weapons bounce off you the deities of old never would have stood for thisi don’t want to be hurt you sayplease don’t hurt me you don’t iv. warrior you become out of necessity the cold blade against your neck only reminiscent of diamonds in it’s stark contrastthe world is harsh he tells you his face is your daily reminder v. killer you feel it in your bones a rooftop wind in your dreams whispers it sneaks down your throat and drags the air from your lungskillers you remind them knife hidden up your sleevedeserve their justice