----PROPOSAL----
(AMELIA)
Next morning I woke up, from the grand bed of mine which was unnecessarily big. Today would be the day where I confront my Father and Mother in hopes of becoming the Queen. I got up and made my way towards my bathroom.
I freshened up and I wore my warrior armour made from dragon scales. It was pure black with spikes on each of the shoulders. It had a metallic belt on which different types of knifes hung. I had a bow and some arrows on my back.
I made my way towards the grand throne room. There my father and mother were seated, face void of any emotions. My Parents radiated power and control from them. My brother had always been afraid of them and so he was much more easy to control while me, I was the rebellious one.
I bowed before them, showing my respect and loyalty. I began to to speak, "Good Morning, Father and Mother. I was hear to talk to you about something important."
My Father's eyes flickered to mine. His eyes lit up as he spoke, "Ah! Amelia! I was just going to ask someone to come get you. What are you wearing though?" He shook his head and continued, "Anyways, your Mother and I have very good news."
I looked at my Mother, her eyes filled with excitement, "Yes Amelia, it is indeed a very good moment." She stated. I stood there, frozen in spot, trying to comprehend what was happening. One moment he was questioning my attire, next he was happy?
"Please, continue Father." I said.
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THE MISTS OF BETRAYAL: THE VEILED THRONE
AzioneIn a world of intricate hierarchies and unyielding social structures, where power determines one's worth and stiny, a new era is dawning. As old traditions clash with emerging ideologies, the foundations of power tremble, leaving room for new player...
