It took a while to find a new spot. Queen knew how important proximity was to me, so She went out of Her way to provide me with maximum discomfort. All of the places I sought out had been burned, flooded, or infested with plague. It had to be Her doing.
Queen now guarded her 24-7. She designed someone to keep vigil as she went on Her errands. My love was eye candy in the store. No matter what I tried, I was unable to touch her the way I had before. Whatever progress I made tapping into her id evaporated with Queen's influence and teachings.
Any normal being would have given up.
Who said I was normal?
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