The "Rightful" Heir

The "Rightful" Heir

  • WpView
    Reads 24
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadComplete Tue, Mar 19, 202428m
It's been 365 days since Queen Estelle Charlotte Anne, house of Belleville, Queen Estelle the 2nd of Sollarine, died due worsening health conditions. It has been 365 days since my grandmother died. It has been 375 days since Grandmother gave me a brooch and a tiara as her parting gift from the world. And today is the first day they're both missing. My sister scoffs. "Don't be angry?! You lost the two pieces of the royal collection. How could we not be angry with you!" Okay I'm usually not an angry person but she is making me seriously want to bring out my inner assassin. Her eyes flare, she steps up to me and slaps me straight across my face. "How dare you speak to me like that! I'm the next Queen, my blood will be on the throne while yours will wither away as years go by. You know, mother or I can take those jewels away in a second. You better start showing me some respect or else." Amalia, this isn't disappointment coming from me. I'm ecstatic that you finally screwed up so big that mother and father can not make excuses for you. Hell, I bet even grandmother would be disappointed in you." She spits out. Before I can say anything she continues. "You got the brand new commissioned tiara and brooch from our grandmother. It wasn't for the both of us, it wasn't for the heir to the throne, it was for the spare." She spits the last word with venom in her voice. But yet she's still not done. "I'm the heir to the throne and I didn't get a single gift from her. You were always grandmother, mother and father's favorite. You get the gifts, the praise, you can do whatever the hell you want!"
All Rights Reserved
#291
monarchy
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • It's never too late to be happy
  • The Rise of Athena (An Arrow: Season 1 Fanfiction)
  • How to be the Villain When Every Character Likes Me
  • Family Comes First
  • Flicker of Hope
  • Perfect Without Scars .{major Construction}
  • Serena & Nora
  • Villainess Reborn: SEASON ONE
  • The Second Queen

WARNING: Sensitive content and strong language ahead. 1st chapter excerpt Well, fuck. I royally screwed up this time. Just like my grandma said I would. I can imagine her snickering and whispering "I told you so" underneath her ugly moustache. Hell, not whispering. Shouting it from the rooftops if she could climb there. The hag. Shit! Grandma, you were right. I ended up fucking up my life. I can only hope it was just mine and I didn't fuck up someone's else too. Fuck! I can't feel anything. I can't see, speak, or move, either. I think...No, I'm sure. I think I'm sure. Yep, I really fucked up this time. Ha! I bet these are the last seven minutes we all get, between life and death. My whole life should be flashing trough my eyes right...about...now... You can start now, Life! Clock's ticking. C'mon Harper, focus on your early memory and the rest will surely come...Let's get this over with. ... Hmm! Interesting... I guess I didn't have a life worthy of a moment like this. Yeah, it's probably for the best. Then I guess I can go now. There's no need for these seven minutes, Death. Take me... ... ...

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines