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Gripping the arms of her throne tightly in a white knuckeled grip....her eyes closed tightly and tears of blood slowly running down her face Her teeth clenched and her lips held in a thin tight line.... he walked over to her, and sat next to her wrapping his arms around her shoulders hugging her tightly. She slowly increased the grip on her throne untill the metal bent, wood cracked, and stone crumbled in her grasp... a heat radiated from her body and unseen things seemed to writh around under the flesh of her back.... He held her tightly and wished she would hug him back, confused as to what was happening to her, she clenched her fists tightly, shattering the remaining arms of her throne....Her dress growing tight around her body something pushing out from her back... Then she suddenly…