Shaping a King

[KAELIA BRYNN HALLOWAY]

I WAS TRYING to get a handle on my nerves before facing him. I find my fingers are sweaty. And my senses have been sharpened.

My eyes were still in the direction of where Jagger had disappeared off to. I was trying to pull myself together.

I should get used to his presence, and perhaps handle the feeling of maybe having my neck broken.

My thoughts flashed to that night.

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