"But why does it have to be tonight!" Mariel cried, throwing herself onto Amelia's bed.
"It has to be tonight," Amelia stated simply.
"You're just like Mother. All let's take over the kingdom this, let's take over the kingdom that-"
"-and you're not! That's why I've been chosen to play the most important part of the plan." She secured a stray lock of hair with a pin. Everything had to be perfect.
"That's an overstatement! We're all but mindless killing tools to her!" She waved her arms about.
"Stop being so melodramatic and get up! You're ruining your gown!" She threw a hairbrush at her, missing on purpose.
Mariel grudgingly got up. "Don't get your breeches in a twist, I'll get ready."
"The only thing that's going to get twisted is your tongue if you don't hold it," the 18-year-old sneered.
Purposefully ignoring her, she began dramatically pacing the room.
"A girl's first ball marks her entry into the world. It presents her as a fresh blossom waiting to be captured in the hands of her beloved," she wailed, "But what will happen at mine? My sister will destroy the main attraction!"
"We're not going for the fun, we have a job to do and that's the only reason why you're not going to be cooped up in your chambers, practicing your throws."
Amelia glanced at her reflection.
The sapphire blue gown she wore matched her baby blue eyes and allowed her deep red hair to take center stage. A set of pearl earrings and a pendant necklace completed the outfit. She added another layer of pink to her lips and a tad bit of blush to her cheeks. Perfect.
"You look amazing!" Mariel squealed.
"I know." She returned with a lop-sided smile.
The 16-year-old let out an exasperated sigh. Typical.
She glanced at her own pale pink ensemble. The plan was to not outshine her older sister; it was detrimental to the plan.
Harriet, Mariel's twin sister, flew into the room, also in pale pink. "Ready?"
Amelia gave a single curt nod. Slipping her small delicate feet into her black slippers, she turned to face them both.
"The Crown Prince dies tonight."
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Of Rebels and Crowns
Короткий рассказKill the Prince. Save the kingdom. It was all so simple...until it wasn't. This is what young Amelia came to realize as the fate of the whole kingdom lay in the palms of her hands. Or rather in the dagger that lay there. And could the Crown Prince c...
