Marked: Part 2; The Wronged

Chapter 87

Amilia woke up to swords clanging out of her window. She woke up, early for a Saturday, and opened her curtains just enough to see what was going on. It was Leo and Jasvinder, getting an early start on the day. The meeting had gone swimmingly, and she had met so many people. There were the regulars, of course, the ones she already knew. But there were new people, ones she met for the first time. She had met the top soldier for the God race to the right hand person to the newly established queen of Galaxia. No one is at the top of this council, at least not yet. Jkdek has played that role pretty well, saying he will be checking in and scheduling further appointments for the time being. They had a little get together tonight in the council's very own ballroom. The council even invited the respecting kingdoms royal families. As for now, it was the morning and she had just gotten dressed. She opened her door and walked down the hall, scratching her head. She had stayed the night with her parents. She slumped her way to the dining room and sat down.

"Hello, Princess Amilia." The cook said bowing to her.

"Good morning Bndekf." She said smiling from her slouched position.

"What would you like this morning, your majesty?"

"Oh, I don't know, surprise me."

He laughed, "As you wish, your majesty." He walked back into the kitchen and moments later brought her a glass of water and some bread. Amilia waited for some time and then the cook came back with her 'breakfast' feast. After she finished, she thanked the cook and then left down the hall. She couldn't find her parents, or anyone familiar, that is. So she left the palace and walked around the Market for a while. It was Saturday, so she didn't need to study with Unora. She left the Market and got started on her homework at Oglm's house. She tapped her hand on her desk and looked over to the clock. It wasn't time to head to the Market, so she busied herself by laying down on her bed. It was so weird for her to have time for herself. She got uncomfortable quite easily. She got up and went down the stairs, and back down to the Market where she wandered around for a little bit. Then she saw someone familiar, a face that helped her along the way.

"Andrea!" Amilia said, waving as she ran over to her.

"Amilia, nice to see you."

"How are you?"

"Oh, busy nowadays, I'm sure you know how it is."

Amilia laughed, "Not being queen though, how was your coronation?"

"Oh, that thing, ugh," She sighed, "I wanted to do something smaller than a typical 'princess' would do, but they insisted I do something big, so we went big." She said over-explaining with her hands. They began to walk.

"Oh, wow. That's something, I suppose."

"Yeah, I guess so. To be honest, your majesty, I can't wait to see yours."

"Mine?"

"Well, yeah."

"I don't know about that." Amilia said, scratching the back of her head. "I may be the princess, but I don't know if I exactly want to be queen."

"What do you want to be then?"

"I don't know that either." She paused. "I haven't been able to experiment like most people. I've been so busy with everything here."

"What about before?"

"Before?"

"Before all of this, this craziness."

"Well-" she stopped and put her hand to her chin. "I have to think back, gosh it's been at least five years now." She thought for a moment and then snapped her fingers. "An astronomer. I love looking at the stars and charting them, I've always wondered what it'd be like to explore the universe."