Peggy is a sovereign nation. She governs herself and those around her by her own laws.
If I kiss you now, I won’t be able to stop.
Men may fight the battle, but women wage the war.
It seemed ironic to her that women were considered far too meek for the morbidity of war, and yet a child could give their life in a battle they did not even understand.
In an empire as unruly as Rome, it is quite easy to get away with something as thespian as murder.
The porcelain doll residing in her white-pillared dollhouse was a mirage.
It was no wonder they thought us to be immortal––our nightly celebrations put Olympus to shame.
I am afraid, my dear niece, that a ‘mere woman’ is something you most certainly are not.