Chapter 46
I stood in the field at Lax Stadium the morning following Taylor’s funeral. Sunlight beamed from the sky as Stefan, Anastasia, Raquel, Katherine, and Kyle stood behind me. The stadium was packed. The sounds of people chatting died away as I began to speak.
“Thank you for coming here today,” I said before Stefan placed the crown on my head.
Yeah. Being intoxicated by a superficial object was silly, but I wouldn’t do anything vicious; I wasn’t Queen Vivian. I just couldn’t get over how I was king.
“I’m sure many of you have questions about this transition of power. I’m not going to lie. It wasn’t without bloodshed. I worked with the Resistance to overthrow Queen Vivian but not out of a sense of anarchy. Doing so was a matter of necessity. As many of you know, nonmagical peo
