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Monarch

This simple paper will seal my tribes fate forever. The contract to surrender my tribe to Queen Wasp's rule.

I stare down at the contract, am I really going to go through with this? Am I really going to hand my tribe over to Wasp? She did pretty much force my claw.

"Well time is ticking." Wasp growls. "Please just give me a moment." I respond.

"I gave you a year! How much more time to you need!" Wasp growls. "It is what Clearsight foresaw, she said it to be true so why not just agree."

"Do you dare to defy Clearsight's great wisdom?" She asks me, her black eyes gleam with her frustration.

"No no I would never defy Clearsight's word." I say as I dip a claw into the ink pot and write out my name. And just like that it's done, I am no longer the Queen of the Silkwings, Wasp is. Let's just hope she will treat my tribe just as kindly as I did.