You will address me only as "Your Highness."
There's nothing I love more than money. More specifically, taking money from worthless, pathetic men who deserve it. I want you on your knees with your wallet out. I want you to sit at my feet obediently while you watch me spend all of your money. No, not your money. MY money. I expect tributes and cash. No less. And you'll give it to me. Why? Because you're just a sad, sorry, pathetic excuse for a human. A waste of space. My payslave. Email your queen. I'm waiting.
Alyxhartxo@gmail.com
