Chasing Death

Chapter 4

"Wait. So let me get this straight." I stopped to think for a second before continuing. "I have some special power that basically makes me the queen of death? And how come you the king of death didn't know this?"
Morte sighed and ran his hand over his face as Kostur and Mr.Mysterious stood behind him quietly talking to one another.

"Natalia. Just because I'm the king of death, doesn't mean I inherently know that you have powers, or that you were heir to the throne. Hell, I didn't know I was supposed to be king until I died."

I got up and paced around the room my mind about to explode.
"So tell me again how long I have to learn how to rule the kingdom of death before my coronation?"

Kostur spoke up for the first time in 3 hours "A year. More time than Morte had."

How the hell was I the 'princess' of death without even being dead!?

"Let me wrap my head around it. I'll come talk to you first thing tomorrow"

Morte nodded, I walked out, and headed to my apartment.

~¤~ Three months later ~¤~

I hit enter and got up from my chair. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed my coffee.

"Shit. I forgot about the interviews today." I threw my coffee in the microwave and grabbed my phone.

"Hello?" I sighed quietly

"Eli. Thank god."

"Oh hey Nat, what's up?"

"I completely forgot about the interviews today, for my own personal 'Kostur' since he's retiring as soon as he trains his replacement, and Morte steps down from the throne."

Eli chuckled "I'll cover for you, just don't forget next time."

"Thanks Eli."

I hung up before he replied and grabbed my coffee from the microwave.

I was done with my royal training, such as my responsibilities and what would be expected of me. All I had left was tactics training and going on a few missions. Then I have about 3 months off before the coronation.

I groaned as someone knocked on the door.

I opened the door and stared. It was Mr.Mysterious. What on earth was he doing here?

"Uh.. can I help you?" He walked right past me and faced me.
"No I'll be helping you. I'm Kostur's replacement and your bodyguard."

I sighed, Morte was treating me like I was his daughter.

"If you're going to work for me I need a name."

He smiled and stuck his hand out "I'm Daniel, but please, call me Dan."

I smiled back at him and took his hand "I'm pretty sure you already know who I am, but call me Nat."

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Hello my dears so sorry for yet another short chapter but a little is better than nothing :)

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