Supergirl
Please remember to edit your character name! And I do not take credit for any of the characters in this story. After a short sensation from a breeze that briefly passes down your bare chest, you gently open your eyes and find yourself staring at the chandelier, that was gifted to you by the royal family after stopping a notorious terrorist who tried to murder the king, and snigger at the memory of the man and his ridiculous beard. "Hmm? Did you want something dear?" Says a female voice as she...