Death slays me, and I let him... Kingdoms are broken.
The world has shifted.
We are not the same as we once were.
The queen is no longer the queen, but I am expected to take her place. The tricky part is I'm not sure I want that responsibility. My heart screams for Death while he stays as far away as possible, believing in the prophecy, whereas I believe in us.
But sometimes, that simply isn't enough.
The real...