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(18 years later)
Eliza's p.o.v.

I stare into the mirror at myself and all I can focus on is "What if I'm rejected?", "What if they don't fancy me?". My court tells me that I have nothing to worry about for I have smarts and others tell me that I hold my mothers beauty and more. "Don't think the bad thoughts" my helper tells me. "You're gorgeous and smart!" She says, cheerfully. "Not as gorgeous as you ,though." I smile at her. We sit on the cot as she holds on to my hands. I know she's happy to see I have grown in thought and stance but I just can't help but think that she truly is one of a kind.
She's been with me since a tiny pea and she was my mothers help. I'm glad she becomes apart of this. I run my thumbs over her blue skin as I hold her hands. "I think we should get ready now?" She questioned, and her blue cheeks turned purple in happiness when she smiled. "Yes!"
I nod as we get ready for the opening of my kingdom and island.
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I'm finally 18. It's my debut and I am so excited but very nervous. I have to give a speech from the balcony and everyone would see me. Everyone in the palace gathered around in the foyer. Everyone! The talented chefs, the slim dancers, my blue helper, the blue servers, the loud singers, and their faint background singers.

That's everybody, except the court. They were old spirits....dead. Even in their sprint form they were aged and could not move around much , they stayed in a big room rested in their chairs. After a toast was made the singers and dancers went outside to meet with a flag line and the chefs and servants went into the kitchen to inform everyone whether or not they'd be picking up dishes or bringing them out (serving them). It was so each would get resting time until the next group was to come in, a plan made by me!, I smile at the mirror walking by.

I'm looking for Sacha, my helper. I have two, Alik (boy) and Sacha (girl). They are picked from the servants and serve the king and queen until they are impeached/die. They are chosen by skill and smarts but I had not seen Alik because he's for the king. I let him rest often since I don't own a king yet..."Yet" I say, turning the corner to Sacha's bed room. Her gaze met me immediately and she smiled her blue smile.
I smiled back. "What are you doing?" my smile faded as I seen a box of hair dye and bleach. I gasp, "Nooo no no no no you aren't, Sacha" I whisper,walking towards her and cupping her face. The servants were of the Charaya (meaning one who is blue or pink in color) race. They were mostly blue with red hair but some came out offset with blue/black hair , green/pink skin, or orange fingernails due to breeding with other races / it being dominant and sometimes hidden in genetics. I thought they were beautiful and unique, but they always feel like they never fit in with "normals" because they used to be thought of as "not human". I don't think they're human because they have powers but they're human enough to be treated the same. Speaking of powers!

She was still silent and I told her we would talk about it after the party/coronation. "I'm not upset but we have to go" I smiled grabbing her hand and running up the the room of my court. We reached the big brass doors. I knocked three times then
pushed it open with a small creek and the highest of the three looked up, her cane in hand. She smiled at me. "Eliza!" "or should we say our Queen!" The other one stated with a chuckle. "Why aren't you downstairs, Eliza? Your future is in front of you" the third one took her gaze from the window and smiled a welcoming but sad smile.

She was sad that she watched me grow she had to let me go....well not if I could help it. " I came because I want you all at my party. You've been here my whole life!" I looked up at them on their big thrones. " Eliza sweetie, we're too old" the first (Mara okpara) spike then the second ( Phebe Delilah)"A few years too late". "Speak for yourselves, I'd love to dress up and party!" She stood, her back immediately making a cracking noise. The other two old spirits laugh in amusement as she reaches for her lower back, hunched over in pain. "This is why I have a plan! Sacha please come in!" I shout for her. She peeps around the brass door with a nervous smile. "I need a favor, my dear companion." I smile, taking her hand in mine and placing her infront of my court. "Huhh! What do you think?" They all burst it into laughter. I'd never seen the old women laugh so hard .

I glanced at Sacha and she bowed her head, probably feeling embarrassed or self-conscious. "Don't laugh! She could give you your lives back!"
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I guess I'll continue and double upload? 🥳
Pls put out cast suggestions! <3

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