Why couldn’t I be brave like Zora? Soon all of my fears surfaced, and the thought of being a queen paralyzed me with fear. With all this wealth and power must come so much responsibility. What if I simply couldn’t do it? Or worse yet, what if Judoc came back to Magog?
I untied the cords and pulled the curtains of the canopy around my bed, but it did nothing to calm my fears, so I crawled underneath all the covers and piles of furs and cried myself to sleep.
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