I just returned from the hunt,  The wild boar left bruises on my body.  The jungle is not a fair place to be,  Just like life, forest is full of mystery.  Beauty and danger co-exist like a deceptive blend.   I am trained to look like a hawk, hear like a bat and hunt like a lioness.  I am trained to wield sharp weapons and fight fierce battles.  I am the warrior queen of a land, heard about, across the seas.  I am the ruler of a kingdom expanding ever since the dawn of human kind.   I looked into the mirror,  I saw a girl standing before me,  Coy and beautiful!  She's clad in muslin, her hair set loose.  She looked like an ancient Arab princess waiting for her king.  I snickered at my innocent longing for a knight king.   Warrior queens, they say, are not destined for a normal life, rather, not destined for love.  How is an inherent human emotion a hindrance to anybody's existence?   I believed,  Love gives me courage to fight fiercest of the battles,  Love gives me energy and ...
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