The Dark Queen and Her Maid. Path to Avoid Destruction!

Chapter 2: No longer the same.

Chapter 2: No longer the same.

Eleanor Rose Alberich, the current crown Princess of the kingdom was trying to enjoy her new second chance at life.

She walked slowly down onto the stairs being accompanied by Nanna Bella who had gotten her the ironed gown that she wore.

A dark purple ensemble that glittered into the light of the chandelier, everyone was bewildered and enchanted. The gemstones were stitched in the right places, showing her curves and fair skin.

It would make any lady envious.

"..."

Her golden eyes would wander along the satisfied looks of nobility.

Eleanor wanted enjoy the perks, remember the good times but-

"Happy birthday to her highness!"

"It is a joyous occasion!"

"May you continue till the ripe old age!"

Ring—

Something in her ear began to deafen everything that was in front of her. The crowd's chanting for her happiness, she felt an itch she couldn't explain.

How many... how many of them are lying.

How many of these people want her dead?

Which of these voices calling out will betray her when the time pass of her former husband's arrival?

Princess Eleanor was sure that there would be more, half of them.

No... maybe even all of them would throw her off of the cliff if they had the chance to grab more power they would.

"Hah..." (Princess Eleanor) began to breathe in huge breaths trying to calm her ringing heart.

Thump... Thump...

No longer was she the naïve queen, the past hour those who were closely acquainted to the Dark Queen had noticed something was different.

May it be the way she walked, looked or even her aura.

"Princess Eleanor... is it just me or the princess not once did she smile?" One of the nobles asked, holding a wine in hand, looking at their ruler they all felt something was off but- merely shrugged it off knowing that it must be the yearly coming of age jitters.

"I'm not sure she looks perfectly fine to me." Another whispers back in answer quickly showing off a wide smile with a perfect set of white teeth.

 

"It's her highness we're talking about, she's surely excited because soon it'll be her turn to be chosen as one of the heirs for the throne! We'll be needing a king consort soon enough, aren't you excited?" A girl cuts in excitedly and they all agree in unison, a new king would be chosen and they were all joyous to think who could be the next ruler of such a powerful kingdom?



Princess Eleanor hears them, her hands clenched into a fist.


"There will be no King Consort. Never again." she whispers that only her would be able to hear her pent up rage.

 

The look on her face was full of dread and anger, it won't be soon until Prince Cedric Morningstar will come knocking at her door telling her sweet lies and promises used as bait for power.

The people's faces were soon turning gray, a familiar color she's always been accompanied with. She felt so remorseful with the people whom she has always thought of as trustful allies, her mind was guarded and heart would tell her to be careful to trust anyone now.



"Oh my gosh, Princess Eleanor! Happy birthday!"


"?!"


Princess Eleanor was taken aback with the figure of a stranger suddenly hugging her tightly.


"You... are..." (Princess Eleanor) saw that familiar red hair, wide green pair of eyes that was similar to a cat and that grinning smile. She couldn't have recognized her so quickly because her face was younger.

"Duchess Seraphine Vale." she tells her name, the name of her friend that was the only loyal one and was by her side the whole time her world has been in ruin.