Alienated!

Chapter 10

"Wake up, Princess Shyla. If you pass the test, your coronation will be right after. It will be a hasty coronation since you had to test to become queen. " Miss Elfeya spoke, waking me from a deep, dreamless sleep. 

"My mother told me that I would have at least one dream that I can remember each night, but I didn't dream last night, why?" I asked, yawning, and stretching. 

"Your soul disconnected from your body to talk to those in comas and the dead. That is why you had no dream. It will happen now that you have actually been in a coma and had a dream in which you died." Miss Elfeya explained to me, walking over to my wardrobe. 

"Oh. Okay. What does today's agenda look like, Miss Elfeya?" I asked, climbing out of bed and stretching all my muscles, unleashing my claws as I stretched. 

"Just passing the tests and providing council to your people who have problems you must solve. They are given problems and you have to solve them, keep in mind these problems are not real." Miss Elfeya answered, setting out a lovely light pink gown, with white ribbons on it.

"That's pretty." I laughed, touching the flower.

"It goes with the flower that is in your hair." she explained, leaving the room so I could get dressed and I quickly changed, calling her back in when I was done.

"You look magnificent." Miss Elfeya murmured coming in, with Matty in tow. 

"Thanks, Miss Elfeya. Where's your uniform?" I asked Matty, taking in his casual look.

"It hasn't been delivered to my quarters yet." he shrugged.

"You need to be in uniform, though. It's the rules." I hissed, grabbing the spare from my wardrobe, and thrusting it at him while shoving him into the bathroom. "Get dressed." I ordered, turning away from the bathroom and sitting at my vanity. 

"While he is getting ready, close your eyes. I must make you presentable." Miss Elfeya murmured starting on my hair first, which looked like the nest of a Batsamic Mole Rat. "For roaming in spirit your hair sure is messy." Miss Elfeya groaned. 

"I know." I sheepishly murmured back, closing my eyes and envisioning my hair becoming untangled and ready to comb. 

"How did you do that?" Miss Elfeya gasped. 

"Do what?" I asked, noticing that the brush went through my hair smoothly. 

"Getting your hair untangled." She answered me. 

"I just envisioned it happening." I shrugged, keeping my eyes closed and just relaxing.

"You are more  powerful than I thought. You should already be on that throne then." Miss Elfeya mumbled, curling my hair.

"I don't mind the tests, Miss Elfeya." I informed her, hearing Matty walk in.

"Really? That's not what you said to me on the first test." Matty teased.

"It was just boring stacking boxes but then I had so much fun shopping for the little girl and her family and providing her father with an actual job." I sighed with a smile. 

"I heard about that, you passed with flying colors in multiple other areas that were supposed to be individual tests. You were prepared to battle in a moments notice, you were kind, you didn't even think twice about helping the family out, and you vowed to help others, and you have helped the others immensely." Miss Elfeya murmured, as she moved on to my make up. 

"How did I help the others Miss Elfeya? I haven't even become queen yet so I can expand my control and conquer nearby planets for them to inhabit, hopefully they can make room for some of my people to teach them about Batsamic rule." I sighed, keeping my face still, when she shushed me. 

"Her hair looks awesome. I never saw her hair curled in the true Batsamic Princess look."  Matty gasped in surprise after he came back from the errand that Miss Elfeya sent him on. 

"That's because nobody has ever done her hair before in the true Batsamic royal style, Matthew Grean. Open your eyes, dear." Miss Elfeya spoke softly, and I opened my eyes and gasped in the mirror. My eyelashes were studded with diamonds that caught the light when I blinked, my eyeliner matched my pink eyes exactly in shade, my eye shadow made my eyes glow and the eyeliner to become non existent, and my lips were painted a soft pink, that looked natural almost, except that it had a soft luminescent sheen, and my hair was curled but was more like small rings falling from the tiara that rested on my hair.

"Wow, Miss Elfeya. I look awesome. Thanks, so much." I hugged her, before standing up and hugging Matty.  "Thanks for being a great bodyguard, Matthew Grean, and thanks for wearing the uniform." I smiled, pulling away, and standing in the middle of the room. 

"You can do this, Princess Shyla. I must leave now, but I have to escort you to the ballroom where you will be accepting visitors and fixing their problems." Miss Elfeya, informed me, grabbing my hand and leading me out the door, shortly after we left my hand started to burn.

"Miss Elfeya, can you please let go of my hand? It is starting to burn." I whispered, when I couldn't take it anymore, which was when we neared the ballroom anyway.

"You're ability to accept that much pain for that long of a time is impressive. Great battle quality." Miss Elfeya whispered back, letting go of my hand and leaving.

"Announcing Princess Shyla and her royal guard, Matthew Grean." someone shouted before the door opened and I moved to the first person I saw, who was crying.

"What's wrong? There's no need to cry." I soothed, tilting my head, and studying the little girl, who I spotted. 

"My kitty died." the girl sobbed.

"I am sorry. Do you want another kitty? I don't know if I can bring your kitty back to life, sweetheart." I murmured to the girl, who nodded and I gestured for one of the servants lining the edges of the room. "Please take this girl to get another kitty." I asked, the maid who stepped forward.

"Of course, ma'am. Let's go and get you a kitty." the young woman spoke to the girl, holding out her hand.

"Thanks, Princess Shyla." the girl laughed in joy, heading out of the ballroom.

"You are welcome little Annelise." I smiled, before addressing the people and solving all their problems one by one, until they were all gone and it was time for bed.

"I can't believe you refused to sit down, and drink coffee." Matty reprimanded me as I collapsed into the throne on accident and my whole body glowed the purple of royalty and power flooded my veins and the crown that was in the locked case next to throne shot out and rested over my head and everyone gasped, and maids rushed to pick up the broken glass. 

"The throne has chosen! She will live forever until the throne says otherwise." Miss Elfeya shouted, and everyone made room for her as she walked forward, a smile on her face.

"Miss Elfeya, it's so good to see you again." I smiled, getting up and bending down to hug her.

"You must have a coronation tomorrow dear. The throne chose you. We will discuss more as I get you ready for your coronation." Miss Elfeya spoke softly, hugging me back.

"Okay." I sighed, standing up when she released me. I slowly trudged off to my room, with Matty following close behind. When I got to my rooms, I flopped onto my bed, and fell asleep instantly.