Chapter 3

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Zed, Age 21, Coronation Day

A knock on the door wakes me out of a dead sleep. I sit straight up and look around at my unfamiliar surroundings and notice it's still dark out the window. 'That's right. I'm in the castle.' Another knock. 'Addison.' I leap out of bed and rush to open the door with a wide smile.

It only takes a second before my smile drops. "Morning Rookie." Knight Bucky greets flatly. "You're late. Get dressed."

"Sorry! I didn't-" And before I can fully respond he turns and walks away. I sigh heavily. "...know there was a meeting time. Great." I grumble, shutting the door to change.

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The uniform is uncomfortable. It doesn't have a lot of armor, which I'm grateful for, but the material isn't very flexible and fits pretty tightly. I pull on the collar and roll my shoulders as I walk to try and create a little more room to no avail. And I feel off balance. The sword hanging on my belt, heavy against my hip, making me feel like I'm almost leaning. I fidget with my waistband but it doesn't help my discomfort.

I enter the meeting room to find Bucky and his three friends waiting impatiently, glaring at me as soon as I walk in.

"Sorry I'm late." I apologize under their scrutinizing looks. Bucky rolls his eyes and lets out an aggravated groan.

"This is why we don't bring on peasants to the guard!" He complains. My brows furrow.

"Well the princess seemed to think otherwise." I counter defensively. His eyes narrow on me then quickly shifts to a fake smile as he slowly walks up to me.

"You're right! She does!" He steps up in my face. "But I'm head of the guard. And I've been here a lot longer than you have, Newbie. So you better learn your job quick cause her safety, is on your hands." He threatens. I gulp and just nod my understanding. "Good."

He swiftly turns on his heels and snaps for his group to follow him. "We're doing a run over the evening. Everything that will happen and everywhere the princess will be up until the Coronation Ball." Bucky says, not directly to me, but I know it's for me.

I can already tell this is going to be a long morning.

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Addison, Age 21, Coronation Day

The sun peeked through the curtains and shone gently over my eyes. I slowly stretch my arms over my head and sit up in bed. Last night was the first night in a while that I had a sound sleep. I smile knowing it's because Zed was nearby.

I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and slide on my slippers, walking over to the window to open it and take in a whiff of the warm summer air. Like I do first thing every morning, My eyes drift to the corner of my room and I notice my coronation dress, I immediately stiffen.

"Right. The coronation." I close my eyes and force my shoulders down from my ears. "Relax. You'll be fine. Zed will be beside you. You can keep your powers secret for another day." I pep talk, not sounding too convinced even to myself.

With shaky hands, I get dressed for my big day. A day that I've been afraid of for years. I look up at the painting of my father from his coronation day, strong and poised. How a Ruler should look. I can't let my fears control me. I'm stronger than that. My back straightens at the thought. "I can do this." I tell myself more confidently.

The sudden knock on my door makes me squeak in surprise but I quickly recompose. "W-who is it?" I ask.

"It's me, Zed, Your Majesty." I immediately relax.

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