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Take a look inside NAMELESS QUEEN

The crown on my arm might as well be a noose around my neck. At some point, I may die because of it, but I will not let Hat die. Let me be blunt: if she becomes a martyr, I become
a soldier.

It hurts, you know? To care about things I can't change.

There may not be handcuffs on my wrists, but that doesn't mean I'm not a prisoner.

We are more than what happens to us.

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