I choose to be Strong/ Glimmer

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by Mary_Bree

by Mary_Bree

When people think of my mother they will know she chose to be brave. She was when Etheria needed her to be. Adora was going to pull her sword out of the portal, but my brave mother removed it instead. In doing so she got trapped between worlds.

I don't know if I'll ever see her again. Maybe there's a way, for now we'll just have to learn as much as we can. Maybe Adora, Bow and I can figure it out.

I am the only heir to the kingdom of Bright Moon. Now I am queen. Just like princess Frosta, I have to take care of my people. I have to make important decisions now. I know I do not think things through most of the time. Now that I am fully responsible I must.

I choose to be a queen that my parents, friends and family can be proud of. I choose to be strong. A fearless leader. I dive into things anyway. My actions speak in many ways. Sometimes I am wrong I admit. I always do things with a good heart, but not the best idea.

I want to be a woman people look up to and want to be like.

I know I have a lot to learn. I have Shadow Weaver helping with my magic. I have aunt Casta to help me with adult royal training. And my friends to guide me along the way. All of these people will help me and shape me. I know I have to change too.

I may still be young, but now is my time. There will be changes around here. On my list is to get the spare room turned into a suitable prision for any trespassers. Then I will break ground and put a real dungeon in.

We should have had one long ago, but we never had much trouble in Bright Moon.

I will make sure the guards are well-trained. I will have Adora take a few each day with her to see Light Hope and they can get better training there.

Aunt Casta has been helping me through my pain. Her talking of my father and mother bring me happiness. Also with it comes sadness and how much I miss them.

I wish I had known my father better, but I was a little girl when he passed away. The stories I've been told hold a special place in my heart.

With them gone, I grieve daily. I also pray for their souls and hope they feel how much I love them.