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❝He didn't see it. The swift movement of her hand as it thrust into her robe's pockets only to whip out her wand and press its tip underneath his jaw; his jugular. A vulnerable spot. He remained frozen at the contact, doe-eyed as her eyes glinted with danger.
"Try to call me that and I'll make sure you'll never be able to speak again," her voice was low and quiet. Just a murmur yet the words were deafening to his flushed ears.
"I am a princess, a daughter of a grand duke. We rule over Muggles, Muggle-Borns, and Purebloods alike. Of course, I will defend my people, the same humans who have served me and my family, lived with us, grew up with us, protected us, and vice versa for centuries. I will not stand for injustice towards innocent people that had no choice in choosing who they are born to be.❞
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「 author's note」
year two baby let's go!!! ╰(▔∀▔)╯
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