Hey guys!
Thank you for checking out this story. It means a lot to me. Like seriously, a lot.
This book probably has a billion grammar faux pas, even though I try my best to proofread it from time to time. English is not my best subject, and I'm trying to work on that. So to all my grammar Nazis out there, please bear with me!
Writing is something I really like, it's like I could control my own life when I do. But I'm really insecure about my writing, so I'd appreciate it if you toned down the negative comments (though as I'm writing this, there aren't any).
Please don't be silent readers. Show your support by commenting (no hate, please) and voting (if it's good enough).
Thanks again!
Tara Grey
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Of Empires
General FictionAge, sex, lineage - they're all just a foil to your legacy. Added to your abilities and merits, you become a myth. *** In which Julius Victor watches little Zorya Volodya play a game of court intrigue and politics, waiting for her to wash white his...
