SoulReaperlady

I am Russia raw, heartless, cruel- whatever you heard is probably true- I am not to bend and break, for I am to break the rules Rules set by a young boy who screams about freedom, whining, stomping his feet, for I am not one to follow him, a dumb boy. I am not to fear and hide, I stand tall against the tide, I will not stumble, will not drown, so little boy, go ahead, cry, you might rule the world but not me. Call me evil, call me bad, None of you will mess with my head I will not break, nor will I bend, against the world I stand, let it be so. So hold your weapons at me For dead millions I'm not and won't be guilty, the regretful mur

*(Y/N)'s P.O.V* I was sold by my parents, but it's not what you think. They did it for me, they sold me to the royal family knowing I'd have a better life then as a beggar. I haven't seen them since I was sold, which was when I was 8 years old. I don't blame them for selling me but I wish there would've been an alternative. I carried a tray of steaming tea towards the crown prince, Azulo (happy now? Please try not too upset my readers with your coomments). I knocked on his door and waiting for him to give me permission to enter, making sure to keep my eyes glued to the ground. I still had the scar from what happened when I accidentally looke