we're born with the death penalty

The woman stared up at him with watery eyes. She had never been defeated in a fight. Was that the start? The start of her demise? Six sucked in a tight breath before going into a fit of coughing. The ash damaged her lungs badly. Once it stopped he leaned down and touched his nose to hers. The girl smiled in that moment, her heart fluttered quickly. Though it faded when he slipped away. His voice filled her ears and she shook her head. "You have bested me.." Her voice was rough from the pain within her lungs. Her head flopped down into the mud. She just laid there, the rain pelting her skin. Six shut her eyes as his next words came. The girl may look dramatic but in reality fighting was the only thing she had that she was really confident in, other then her charm. How could she be Queen without fighting? She let forth soft words, "I am not fit to be a Queen." A defeated Wolf laid within the mud in that moment.





speech.