The return of the dynasties.

chapter 2. 2 months later

It was winter outside.. all the leaves were frozen and the grass wasn't blowing.. almost as if it had no energy, as if something sucked the life force out of it. Most of my life as i was young, i could remember having to follow the rules that way.. I hated my life style, hated my race and, my family blood line. my sister Dianna Leigh-Anne was the loved one.. she was the one my father thought was fit to be queen.. she was no question a "fathers little princess". When
we were children I used to protect her from all the bullshit that goes along with this crisis that i misconceptually have to uphold and there you have it she gets to be queen and I get to do the bloody work.  Today was the day everyone was to gather in the castle gardens to watch the crowning ceremony as I was the last to hear of it so I wasn't able to find the gown I wanted on time, I borrowed one of my mothers  an elegant blue ball gowns with a hint of white silver in the middle my hair was curled and my hat was a fine shade of silver with blue diamonds. walking down the corridor I see a lot of family portraits being carried off the castle walls and being transported to the basements I curiously continue onto the gardens in hopes that maybe they won't crown her and realize that my concepts are more relistic see, my sister Dianna thinks that the world is diamonds and ballgowns and princes to escort all the time she doesn't realize that there is more responsibility to life and if she is crowned we are all doomed I fear for everyones sake. she has my father wrapped around her finger ever since I came out as a lesbian I'm the disgrace and I'm to be seen and not heard as he says. When I enter the garden I notice