XCVII.III Pascals
Author: MokouFriedChicken
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LOVE

 

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"Is this truly the right thing to do..."

 

Love stared blankly at the gilded throne in front of her. Sleepless nights were no big surprise for her, but to think that she would even experience them despite not being in the heat of battle was alarming. Her thoughts tended to wander at times, more so than usual as the morning sun barely began filtering through the throne room. Lace had already gone visit their fallen Leader, while the others were assuredly still asleep in this early in the morning.

 

"Empress..."

 

The reality of becoming Empress was a concept that Love was intimately familiar with. Even back in the day when Lace was still recognized by their father, Love knew that there will come a time that she will have to lead. On that end, she r
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