Sailor bold

Ch.1 kingdom recall

P.S. I'm Canadian so if there is a word that has an extra "u" or something. Please don't criticize. Not that I can really tell you what you can and cannot do. It's more of a personal preference. Thanks. Love you. -Devonshire

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Chapter 1. Kingdom Recall

I can see it, it's like I'm there but not in my own body no one can see me hear me or touch me, almost like I'm a ghost but I know I'm alive.

Across the room I see my father, Abaforth the king of Westbrook. My mother Julianna the queen, and my fiancée Damian all looking at a girl -that I now recognize as myself- with love and admiration. And "I'm" looking back at them with the same expression. I appear to be dressed in a royal purple and cream wedding gown. Those are the standard colours for any royal coronation. From where the "other me" is standing she could probably see everyone and everything in this enormous courtyard. The gardeners did an absolutely marvelous job by the way. This all feels oddly familiar, like I've been here before, but before I was on that podium. Looking out towards the sea of people from all over the kingdom. I can't quite remember the image but the feeling of pride and love is as strong as it was that day. Or should I say today. I'm not sure. What is going on?

I watch from my perch on one of the branches closest to the podium where "other me" as I've decide to call her is saying her coronation vows. But something seems off. Everything looks all right but this gut feeling is telling me that something terrible is to happen. I just don't know what, when, to whom, or even if I'm right. And even if I was, nobody can see me. Which is another thing that is troubling me. Why are there two of me and why is this one apparently invisible?

That feeling, of dread and fear is stronger now. What is causing this?

The sound of a familiar scream forces my mind back to the coronation. Only now it looks more like a war zone, I quickly realize that the scream I heard was my mothers. Where is she? Worried now I force this ghostly body forwards to search for her.

I make my way passing through bodies and battles without a scratch or feeling. I quickly find myself on the podium scouting the room, but with all the disaster and chaos I can barely see anyone's face, not to mention the one person I'm looking for!

There! As if the heavens had heard my distress, sent a shimmering ray of light through the now smashed skylight, towards my mother.

It's rushing back to me now, I remember, and yet again there is nothing I can do. Nothing I can do to stop the blade aimed for my father, nothing I can do to stop my mother who runs in front of him, nothing I can do as the blade plunges through both my parents at the same time, nothing I can do to stop them from unceremoniously falling to the ground or the hideous Outlaw from ripping the sword out of their unmoving bodies and plunging it into my unconscious fiancées head. Nothing I could do to get out of the hands holding me down, and finally nothing I can do to stop the foot flying towards my face before everything goes black, and everything I once knew and loved vanished along with me into oblivion. Both visible and invisible "me's" are gone, unwillingly thrust into the terrifying darkness.