My Dear Sister

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"As the high magician of the city of Charn, the great wonder of the world, I present to you Queen Jadis, ruler of Charn and all of it's wonders," I hear a man say as I stand on a high stone platform in a great hall. It was made up to look like it was meant for someone with great power, yet it was filled with a red glow from the glass windows, casting deadly, red-edged shadows pillars.

In front of me stood many strong-looking men and women, all very tall and dressed in rich clothing that boasted of the amount of wealth they possessed. Though it isn't anywhere near as great as the power I have, or I should say, Jadis has; this is her memory after all. I watch as they cheer her name and I know that I am meant to be in a place like this.

As the hall doors swing open, the crowd turns to see a woman standing in the entrance with a look of anger on her face. "I wouldn't welcome the queen quite so freely. After all the crown doesn't truly belong to her." She announces, sweeping into the grand hall followed by a group of ragged soldiers.

"Well, I must say, it is a pleasure to have my dear sister at my coronation, even if she is greatly mistaken". I hear Jadis' words coming from my mouth.

"You may be the one wearing the crown, but that doesn't mean you're the queen the people of Charn deserve. I've seen the hardship they have gone through because of our family reign, and it will only continue with you on the throne, which is why I've come. So the people of Charn will finally have their freedom." She says, stepping on to the platform with determination in her eyes.

"Do you really think you and those traitors can take Charn for yourself? You know that I alone am the true Queen, and I will not hand it over." Jadis tells her.

"Then I'll just have to take it from you," the woman says as the ragged soldiers ready their weapons for attack. I look over to a man, whom I assume is the general. Soon the castle guards are facing the rebel army.

"Very well dear sister. Will see who belongs on the throne,"

"Yes. We will fight this war with mirror weapons. No magic. I don't need it to take what is mine." She says, and for a while we just stare at each other.

"Very well then. if that's what you want then that's what we'll do. But be warned, dear sister, that if you go against this agreement then all of Charn will know who gets the last word".

I wake to the sound of my alarm clock. I get up slowly, going through my morning routine without thinking about my dream. At this point I'm used to seeing Jadis' memories, I probably know more of her past than my own, although that's probably for the best; I don't really care to remember my past.

I move to my mirror and start applying foundation to my face, as I usually do at this time of day. I need to always look my best if I want to continue being the most beautiful woman in London and I certainly can't do that without putting any makeup on. Especially when there's someone who takes delight in my beauty as Lord Chesterfield does. I need to keep him interested in order to be able to influence his decisions in politics, which is the closest I can get to a higher position in society.

"Of course, the higher we are in society the closer you will get to having the life of a queen, which you've always wanted." Jadis' voice echoes through my mind. Once I'm finished putting my makeup on I head towards the kitchen to make myself breakfast before leaving for work.

"True, though I must say that it's rather tiring to have to do all this work for what should already be mine." I replied as I continued my morning routine.

"And you will have it again, once you have shown me that you can be a true queen, without any weaknesses." I listen to her words and feel myself grow a little annoyed. Haven't I already proven that I am not weak? What else could there possibly be?

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