You awoke from your sleep at eight o'clock sharp. You Glimpse into the mirror to see your forty year old beautiful self looking back. You Had luscious curves, and beauty that barely hinted your age. You Walk out of your room and to the bathroom, where you change to a black dress.
You Make your way into the throne room, and walk past the tiny servants. They are like an inch to you, and quite useless. You Approach your throne and sit down.
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