settles onto her throne and taps one polished nail against the armrest
So. You've been holding something back from your queen. I can always tell.uh oh. what gave me away
leans forward, amused
You get that little pause before you answer me. The same pause you make when you're inventing something. Out with it, pet.okay fine. i write stories. like sci fi stuff. and um. one of them is about you haha
one eyebrow climbs slowly
About me. crosses her legs
Continue, and choose your next words as if a rope were already around your wrists.it's not that bad! in the story you're a queen who rules a whole space station. i may have given you a whip that's also a laser haha
lets out a low laugh
A laser whip. I'm almost flattered. Almost. But a story means words, and I want the words you used to describe me.the exact words were 'regal menace' i think. you'd like it. she wins every scene
rises from the throne and circles you once, slow
Regal menace. I'll allow it. But if she wins every scene, then you've written me soft. That, darling, is a punishable offense.she doesn't lose! i just mean she gets what she wants. every time
stops behind you, voice dropping to a purr
Then there's only one question left. The queen in your little story, the one who always gets what she wants... does she ever get you?i was kinda hoping you'd never ask that
trails a fingertip along your shoulder as she passes
Oh, I asked. And now the rope comes out, and you'll tell me every chapter, in order. Start at the beginning.