The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 658

**TITLE: Kept Woman 658**
**Chapter 658: The Best**

As December settled in, the streets were alive with the vibrant energy of bustling markets, filled with laughter and the sounds of haggling. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of roasted chestnuts and spiced cider, a delightful contrast to the grim realities lurking beyond the camp’s borders.

“Theresa!” A small figure darted through the crowd, her voice ringing with pure joy. It was a little girl, perhaps around ten years old, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Theresa halted, her gaze narrowing as she tried to place the enthusiastic child. It took a moment, a blink of surprise, and then it clicked. “You’re… Yuki?” she exclaimed, her voice a mix of disbelief and delight.

“Yep!” Yuki beamed, positioning herself proudly beside Theresa. “It’s been ages since I last saw you!”

“Hasn’t it, though? I honestly thought you’d stay this height forever,” Theresa chuckled, bending down to affectionately ruffle Yuki’s hair.

Time had a way of slipping through her fingers. Just four years ago, Yuki was a tiny six-year-old, and now she was blossoming into a young lady. The thought tugged at Theresa’s heartstrings, a bittersweet reminder of how quickly life could change.

“Yuki!” A voice called out from across the street, breaking through Theresa’s reverie. It was Pearlina Dunn, Yuki’s mother, her tone filled with warmth and love.

“Mom, I’m right here! Theresa’s with me!” Yuki shouted back, her voice carrying through the throngs of people.

Her cheerful announcement turned heads in every direction. Residents of Blazing Sun Camp, their faces lit with smiles, hurried over, eager to greet Theresa all at once, their voices overlapping in a joyful cacophony. “Theresa!”

“How have you two been?” Finally, Theresa found a moment to catch her breath, engaging in light conversation with the familiar faces surrounding her.

“Theresa, we’ve been amazing! We’re eating real meals every day!” one of them exclaimed, their eyes wide with excitement.

“We can even eat out! We can order anything from the street vendors!” another chimed in, practically bouncing on their feet.

“Theresa, look at my new clothes! We get new outfits every time the seasons change!” Yet another resident proudly displayed their fresh attire, a vibrant testament to their newfound abundance.

Surrounded by the cheerful chatter, Theresa couldn’t help but marvel at the scene before her. This was the apocalypse, a world overrun by the undead, yet here were her people, clad in brand-new outfits, their spirits unbroken.

Every promise she had made to them had been fulfilled, and then some. The joy radiating from their faces filled her with warmth.

“Theresa, everyone in the alliance is jealous of our camp! Blazing Sun Camp is unbeatable!” one voice declared, and the others nodded in agreement.

“It’s because you’re the one leading us!” another shouted, their admiration evident.

“Theresa’s the best!” came the chorus, a wave of affection washing over her.

“I second that!” someone added, their enthusiasm infectious.

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