The Readymade Queen

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When the curtain falls on the stage, I will take my stand as the Queen. Readymade Queen Act I: Salvation and deception A splendid world under the blazing sun, a quarrel over its true ownership. The play began in the shadows, where no-one bothered to look. “Your hair…it’s auburn. Even your eyes…the same color as the Emperor.” @media screen and (min-width: 1201px) { .jsagk63f8cbec7b8c1 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 993px) and (max-width: 1200px) { .jsagk63f8cbec7b8c1 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 769px) and (max-width: 992px) { .jsagk63f8cbec7b8c1 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 768px) and (max-width: 768px) { .jsagk63f8cbec7b8c1 { display: block; } } @media screen and (max-width: 767px) { .jsagk63f8cbec7b8c1 { display: block; } } Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks @media screen and (min-width: 1201px) { .hthof63f8cbec7b8a9 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 993px) and (max-width: 1200px) { .hthof63f8cbec7b8a9 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 769px) and (max-width: 992px) { .hthof63f8cbec7b8a9 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 768px) and (max-width: 768px) { .hthof63f8cbec7b8a9 { display: block; } } @media screen and (max-width: 767px) { .hthof63f8cbec7b8a9 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 1201px) { .lyneh63f8cbec7b892 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 993px) and (max-width: 1200px) { .lyneh63f8cbec7b892 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 769px) and (max-width: 992px) { .lyneh63f8cbec7b892 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 768px) and (max-width: 768px) { .lyneh63f8cbec7b892 { display: block; } } @media screen and (max-width: 767px) { .lyneh63f8cbec7b892 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 1201px) { .hrnyx63f8cbec7b879 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 993px) and (max-width: 1200px) { .hrnyx63f8cbec7b879 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 769px) and (max-width: 992px) { .hrnyx63f8cbec7b879 { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 768px) and (max-width: 768px) { .hrnyx63f8cbec7b879 { display: block; } } @media screen and (max-width: 767px) { .hrnyx63f8cbec7b879 { display: block; } } Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only @media screen and (min-width: 1201px) { .vqhzl63f8cbec7b85d { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 993px) and (max-width: 1200px) { .vqhzl63f8cbec7b85d { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 769px) and (max-width: 992px) { .vqhzl63f8cbec7b85d { display: block; } } @media screen and (min-width: 768px) and (max-width: 768px) { .vqhzl63f8cbec7b85d { display: block; } } @media screen and (max-width: 767px) { .vqhzl63f8cbec7b85d { display: block; } } Violetta, the Princess who had been bound by the title of a fool, was murdered. The only person who had witnessed the end of her vain life, as her lady-in-waiting, was the fallen aristocrat Abigail. Abigail predicted a preventable end for herself as well. Until the Duke said; “You have to be the Princess.”