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The Curse Of The Evil Queen

"I swear in the heavens! I will return and will make you pay for your blasphemy! None of you can escape the vengeance that I will inflict as it will hunt you until death. Protect your family and your children as I will come back to them again! Even if it's not today or in the future generations, I promise to make your lives a living hell! Even the netherworld can't do anything to stop my retaliation! I swear Dear Princess Angelica and your dearest Prince. All of you, together with your children will pay as everyone will burn in Hell with me!" *** Queen Adrianne, the Kingdom of Quirrene’s most powerful vampire was betrayed and executed by her own subjects. Being portrayed as an evil queen, the curse of her death was feared amongst all. After four hundred years of waiting, she’s back, possessing the body of a ten-year-old child. She would then try her best to fulfill the vengeance she wished for. With the curse in her hands, how can people get away when rage already surrounds her heart? After all the new changes in her Kingdom, can she still regain the title that she lost? The thing is... what can she possibly do to be the best? To be the most powerful of them all. ---- You can check out my new novel "First Female Chief God" :) Discord: Wateristubeg#0479

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TEATRO DE QUIRENNE

"Adrianne, we are ready!"

Adrianne took a quick glance at the door when she heard Seraphine's voice. She asked them earlier to come to accompany her towards the marketplace. Since Iris invited her to come to a party, she was planning to cut her hair mid-length.

She plans to see the state of the people selling products and service in that area. She wants to know how well does her bitch of a stepdaughter rule the kingdom. After all, she learned that the marketplace in the town near them was still part of Quirenne. 

Adrianne has no choice but to wear a white floral dress, pairing it up with strappy sandals that Seraphine gave her earlier. Her hair was tied up into a high ponytail. And it's not her decision to do this. This was all Seraphine's plan.

"Let's go," Adrianne ordered as they started to walk downstairs, passing by the wooden stairs that looks already old. Well, nothing was new actually. These idiots still haven't repaired the house!