Queenie

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Story Growing up watching her town go down in flames, her parents lost in the crossfire, from a very young age Queenie had lost everything. No one took her in, she had to grow up in the slums and the streets of grand cities, all by herself alone, vowing one day to fix all these, and make the world a better place, so no more would a child would have to go through what she went though, no one deserved that. Picking up books and rolled up paper and used quills from the trashcans, she taught herself to study, years after years, struggling with her, never failing an opportunity to teach herself, whether it be from listening onto a conversation between people or learning from old torn books, she held onto her goal until one day she proclaimed herself eligible enough to apply for a governor, and all her effort came to life, when she passed with flying colours, much to everyone's astonishment. Ever since that day, not a single day went by without her wearing white garbs as a token of peace and tranquility, and she never failed her life's goal, as everyday that goes by with her at the helm, the world slowly by slowly becomes a better place.

Born of noble sovereignty, her father wanted her to grow in the footsteps of his mother, an lady, but unfortunately for her, Queenie always desired to grow up to be a knight one day, just like her brothers. Eventually that dream faded, and she grew up in the shadow of her mother, to be just like her, one day to be married off to some noble gentleman. She always told herself, that perhaps it wouldn't be a bad thing afterall, but once the day of such an marriage proposal really came, and her father set her up for it, she couldn't bear it, having her life, her dreams go to waste like this. She never wanted this. So in order to disobey her father order and pursue her dream, she stripped herself of all noble titles and got admitted to the royal knight academy all by herself, and now that she has actually become a knight, or rather knightess, she can stand in front of her father, proud but above all happy.



Growing up watching her town go down in flames, her parents lost in the crossfire, from a very young age Queenie had lost everything. No one took her in, she had to grow up in the slums and the streets of grand cities, all by herself alone, vowing one day to fix all these, and make the world a better place, so no more would a child would have to go through what she went though, no one deserved that. Picking up books and rolled up paper and used quills from the trashcans, she taught herself to study, years after years, struggling with her, never failing an opportunity to teach herself, whether it be from listening onto a conversation between people or learning from old torn books, she held onto her goal until one day she proclaimed herself eligible enough to apply for a governor, and all her effort came to life, when she passed with flying colours, much to everyone's astonishment. Ever since that day, not a single day went by without her wearing white garbs as a token of peace and tranquility, and she never failed her life's goal, as everyday that goes by with her at the helm, the world slowly by slowly becomes a better place.