I'm Not All You Need,

No! If You Die, I Die! You Asked Me To Spend Forever With You, And I'm Going To!

Don’t.” I Walked Up To Him. “if It Ever Comes Down To A Situation Between Me And You, Save Yourself. I’m Not Worth Dying For.” “princess, I-” “none Of Us Are,” I Said, Looking At Him Seriously. “not The Queen Or Any Of The Markis Or Marksinna. That’s A Direct Order From The Princess, And You Have To Follow It. Save Yourself.” “i Don’t Understand.” Duncan’s Whole Face Scrunched In Confusion. “but… If It’s As You Wish, Princess.” “it Is. Thank You,” I Smiled At Him And Walked Into The Palace.

This Was Good, Except That Now I Had Two Crazed, Burning Zombies Standing Between Me And The Exit, Plus Another One That Wasn’t On Fire. I Had Not Thought This Plan Through At All.

I Was Always Writing. When I Was A Little Kid, Before I Learned How To Write, I Would Tell Stories. But As Soon I As Capable, I Started Writing. I Filled Notebooks And Notebooks Until I Got My First Computer When I Was 11. It Never Really Occurred To Me That I Would Do Anything Else.

When I Said It Aloud, It Sounded Terribly Creepy, Which Is Why I Had Said It Aloud.