Epilogue

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"Non scio, quid sit amor"

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"Non scio, quid sit amor"

I took a deep breath. All of this will start soon.

Prince respected my wish. He got all of this done. Decoration. My dress. Uniforms. People.

Many people visited the castle. Poor, wanting to see that, rich, not believing.

But he didn't speak to me.

He ignored me. Avoided me. He would give information to Olivia and then sent her to me.

I agreed with that.

I didn't want to see him.

Mostly because I cried the whole time.

I didn't want to see me as a scared little girl.

Like I said I will do what I have to do.

And now looking at myself in a big white dress with a little crown in my hair I couldn't believe in this.

I have the whole power in my hands and I am giving it to Travis. The person I hate the most.

I closed my eyes.

"Miss, time to go," Olivia said, and I nodded.

Everything will start.

I exited my room walking alone. I wanted none guard, any person to follow me.

I'm not important and I will walk alone.

I stopped under big wooden doors where the rest of my life is already decided. Deep breath. I hope last in this castle.

I asked one priest I met in those days to come. I asked for father Rohy. He helped me after all of this and I wanted him to be here.

I asked for Prince to be there. He has to see all of this.

And then I asked Travis to be in black.

Prince will be in red.

Rohy in silver.

Royal colours.

I will leave a lion. Now it reminded me of something else.

I opened doors and looked at no one. A whole was a room full of people who stood up looking at the Queen.

I didn't look at anyone.

My mind froze at the look of Prince's hair. Those long black wisps and looked at him.

I tried to forget everything.

Soon all of this will be over and I will run.

Yes, I planned everything. Rohy is helping me.

I turned to people. My people. They are mine. For now.

"Sit."

My cold voice echoed the room and everyone sat.

I turned to a little boy who stood next to my throne and nodded.

He disappeared for a second and then came back carrying the crown.

The crown was made on my request. Three thin broken lines, reminding me on heartbeat were made in one crown. On one it had a big Rubin and three small smaragds.

Simple and beautiful.

I smiled and turned.

Travis was smiling.

He will get his power now.

I slowly get to him and took a deep breath.

"Travis Kolt, I the Queen Dianna Watenber give you the power. Lead the people. Give them a hope," I looked at the Prince, he didn't look at me, " and let them hope for something better." I raised my hand.

"Be one of a few who has the power." No one heard this. And no one has.

I looked at the crown.

Press it.

One ring dropped.

I smiled.

"One of a few," I repeated and put the thin gold ring in his hair.

I didn't look at him.

People never had more that one ruler. I did that.

Broke the tradition.

I heard deep breaths.

"Father Rohy," I turned to him, "give people a reason for that hope. Let them have a place for their dreams. Let them think for something better."

I put the second ring in his hair.

He smiled and said.

"Yes, child."

He simply lowered his head and smiled.

Not too much.

Breaths came louder. There is one ring left.

I turned.

My look was on Prince's.

He avoided me.

"Lead both of them like the bravest person I ever met. Let them learn from you, and let them think you have some goodness in yourself."

I put the third and the most important ring in his hair.

The Rubin shone in his hair.

He looked at me.

Eyes showed shock and unbelieving.

People got on the stairs, but I dared not to look at him. I turned. Tried to flow in the crowd.

Time for me to disappear.

For a long time, I was locked. I didn't have touch with people.

I didn't know what they want. I hope this three guys will know.

They are not alone. They have each other.

And I'm alone. Alone and free.

At first, I thought I was trapped in that cage. With him. A lion with a sheep. But as time flew, I realised something. I built that cage to protect myself. Not from him, but from others. And now. Well, now I need to learn how to live without him. I'm alone once again.

THE END

"Non scio, quid sit amor" Now I know what love is

Hello.

I'm literally crying. I can't believe I actually finished this book. When I started I had two goals. I reached both of them. I gave the story. Maybe not perfect, with ultra perfect grammar but there is more waiting for them.

I don't know when I started this book. I published the first part on my birthday 24th of January. And on this day the 30th of July I finished.

Too much editing is waiting for me but I have more things I want to write. My sister and my best friends are the best support. They are supportive and they give me hope that the publisher will answer me even if I wait for three months and they already asked for the whole book. I hope there will be something.

And for the last time, give that vote and comm.

Love you all and we will see each other in the second book.

Love you all.

Thank for reading.

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