On the day of the coronation, the Castle was buzzing with excitement. Shyanne had returned to my room with my gown and began to prepare my bath.
“What is wrong, my lady or should I say My Queen,” she asked.
“Just feeling a bit nervous, I suppose” I answered.
“I would be terrified” she replied with a nervous laugh.
Then she corrected herself.
“No need to worry though, you are going to be a wonderful Queen, the Kingdom is welcoming you with open arms. Everyone in town is talking about you.” she added.
I smiled in response.
I felt like my gown weighed 100 pounds or was it the weight of my nerves.
Mother entered the room to glance at me before the crowning.
“My child, you look so beautiful. I am so proud of you and I am sure your brothers would be too.” She said in a broken up voice.
I was so scared not a shutter came from my lips. Mother began to walk away and I stopped her.
“Mother, I need to tell you something,” I whispered.
“My child, we have all the time in the world as you say” she replied.
“This is important and it is something I should have told you a long time ago,” I muttered.
“It is about Thomas and me.” I sighed.
“I know Amelia, about you and he being wed. He told me before he left for battle and I have kept it deep in my heart” she said.
“And that is ok with you?” I replied.
“Yes, of course, why would it not be? You were brought here to marry David and Thomas won your heart, it is all the same to me. They are my sons and I love them and you immensely.” She said teary-eyed.
Suddenly the trumpets sounded. Mother grabbed my hands and kissed them.
“It is time, my child, go with God” Mother said proudly.
Shyanne and others helped me down the corridor to the Throne room. It was full of people, some I knew, and others were just there to support their new Queen. My Father stood so frail but handsome at his throne. My eyes filled up with tears as I walked towards him. Greyson accompanied me.
My father slowly stood and said “My Daughter today is a glorious day. I remember you as a child running through these corridors with your brothers. The Joy of my heart. Fate has taken them and has illuminated you as the chosen one. With my power, I today named you Amelia, Queen of Landford.”
I felt my whole body tremble as Father placed the crown on my head.
“Long live our Queen” The crowd chanted.
Father grabbed my hand and led me to the balcony as to introduce me to my Kingdom.
To my surprise, the Castle was surrounded by spectators and townspeople who had congregated there to see me.
As soon as I appeared they began chanting “Long Live Our Queen”.
I waved at them, terrified but with gratitude. I wondered if David knew or even attempted to come see or if Thomas, wherever he was knew he was finally King. My Mother looked proud as Father accompanied me to the throne. The trumpets played again, as the flags were raised on the Castle announcing the new Queen. Amelia, Queen of Landford…
The celebration continued on into the wee hours of the morning…