To My Beloved Readers, My Paradise:
It's a new year, and looking back at all my achievements, I can only say I owe it to my readers. Thank you so much for your support, holding me down when I feel hope is lost. Being my anchor in moments of despair. And I hope the stories I write do the same for you all: save you, reach your heart, and love that inner child. Thank you so much for making this a safe haven for me. A paradise where I can write freely. You all are my paradise, and I cherish you so much <<<3 PlumaParadise
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{Music Recommendation: Western Nights ~ Ethel Cain}
Kael raised one brow questioningly, his burning gaze shifting from his wife to Princess Meredith.
"Oh, I mean the Queen," Meredith said in a small voice. "You look very much like the queen."
Jacquelyn nodded, touching her face and smiling, partly because she was wondering why she suddenly looked like her mother now. Why didn't Meredith say so the first time they met?
