Short Story – Fire Queen

She sat on her thrown, examining all the peasants below her. The feared her now more than ever. Inside her enclosed hands was a bottle of liquid fire. A simple excitement of the bottle would set the entire building aflame and if she tossed it at them, they would melt instantly. It was called dragon fire for a reason to many as it could not be quenched by anything but time.

For so long they had not looked at her as Queen but now even her enemies would not betray her trust. Just because of the simple bottle. She would sleep with it next to her and at her throne it would sit next to her on a table that moved easily so no one could attack her without chancing their own deaths. It was perfect, and she was now the perfect ruler.

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Art by Guangjian Huang

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