Slay Queen Empire

Physical glow of a queen with the account of a peasant maintaining the countenance that will make men arise against a few disapprovals, she manages the crack a self acclaimed socialite with an office built with nothing smart phone, the converter of her fantasy to reality with contracts making way through a chat or a dial electrical and anatomical devices, her means of survival a constant traveler in need of her own private boeing events are graced, lashing out “let them say” all the blessings of life are peaked when fake then the few tasty meals must be exaggerated snapshots top her chart of precious stones God, sometimes dragged into the show to be a partner an empire so large to the mind, but very small to the eyes she manages for the interest of her curious fans.