Coranation

The moments of the morning were a blur to me, but I suddenly find myself being dressed by my maids getting ready for the throne that was rightfully mine. I see my eyes against the black veil in the mirror, it curtained my murky emeralds, cold and lifeless. You know what they say about voids? You stare at them long enough-they stare right back.

I was fitted into a black dress with a black veil. I will be coronated today. The kingdom is in need of a ruler and currently nobody was eligible as Alexander De’mar was the only one in line to the throne. According to laws if this situation is in place the wife of the king is to take his placebefore any illegitimate sons.

I find myself slowly marching towards the thrown. The kingdom’s people looking at me from both sides, gazing at me with awe and fear. They all wondered how did the weak and naive Sophie become like this. They all pushed it to the back of their mind reminding themselves that her husband had just died and that death can change a person.

SOPHIE POV

I walk on the narrow red and gold carpet and feel the softness of it through my shoes. An image recreated itself inside my head. Red Blood. The same red blood that was gushing from Alex’s neck. I blink, focusing on the throne ahead. I see a red daimond on the center of the crown. The red daimond reflects onto my clouded green eyes. I think of it as the reminder of my crime and the reward for my trouble.

I reach the throne. I run my hands over the dragon markings on the armrest.

Vincit qui patitur. He who suffers conquers.

I sit on the throne, tilting my head as rests on my left hand. The coronation bells ringing. I cross my leg on top of the other, inside my black stuffy dress. I test the feeling of the throne against my body. It fits so perfectly like two halves in a whole.

I were meant to be here I say to myself. This throne was always mine for taking. I just had to reach for it. You know what they say-a man is defied by his reach not his grasp.

I feel the engraved family chest my back as I make a wide almost criminal wicked grin. I feel thankful that I have a black veil to cover the triumph that is sure to appear on my pretty little face.

I feel the power that I secretly longed for all my life. I think to myself without Maria and Alex I would have never known this side of me.Now all that was left was Maria. I think to myself well she’ll be gone soon enough.

Once I take over the investigation. I can frame Maria for it saying that she was jealous of me. I praise myself inwardly.

I killed two birds with one stone.

TO BE CONTINUED....

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