' kill me if you must, but I shall not bow to a King who wears a crown studded with the jewels of every life he has ended... ` - with noble lips {#dame}
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' you shall find that pretty rose vines
are just as lovely when they wrap
around your neck and shatter
your bones . ' - the burden of a crown .
[the princess of pure heart and nerves of steel. an original character from #dame.]
@VEHEMENTIREX -- have me be kind-hearted , but tell me , [ your majesty ] ? would such a creature survive beyond your garden in a world such as this ? "
@VEHEMENTIREX -- not just a man and it was not just a [ king ] .
this was an example of unbridled fury ,
" ahh - " the sound is but a sweet exploration , although the sentiment that would soon follow was surely anything but , as she edges forward and meets him toe to toe . " you would --
@VEHEMENTIREX -- be , your majesty ? "
all traces of outward hesitation are now vanished , painted over expertly from the experienced mischief of a girl young enough to not yet have had enough to lose .
" it is your kingdom and [ your ] garden after all . . . "
and the truth would be --
-- of rosy lips .
it was not her's for the taking and yet part of her relished there within the secrecy of the act , something borrowed that had become all her own with the slightest flick of her fingers .
she still had much to learn . . .
-- culture may have changed , but [ this ] always seemed to be the same .
and so the beguiled brunette is left helpless to the prospect of such unity , dainty digits lingering there upon the pure petals of gardenia , she plucks the flower slowly , drawing the bud to the swell --