For Dear @devilandi

She never told anyone what she wanted.

She simply made them want to give it to her.

To her, power was never a crown. It was a game, a game of secrets, temptation, favors, and knowing exactly what to say at the right moment.

Everyone had something she could use.
A weakness. A secret. A desire.

And she loved the game.

Not simply because she wanted to win, but because she loved watching the pieces fall exactly where she wanted them to.

The problem was, she could never quite stop playing.

Even after she had won, she was already looking for her next move.