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They might be beasts, but I had known only monsters all my life. Their attempts at intimidation did nothing to me.
Good thing at ten years old I’d stop believing a prince was going to come save me. I had to save myself. That was how life worked.
I must have pissed off some god in the past, because I was clearly a magnet for pain.
Trying to look like a strong, competent woman was hard when I was pretty sure I had pulled both my ass cheeks.