The Naive Queen

I did not ask to be the chosen one but here we are. I am not the smartest woman alive but what choice do I have?  I wiped the tears that falls every time I think of them. The pain they went through. The suffering... it will never end... Unless I do something.  How can I be that person when I'm so scared to move. Terrified to even speak. I do not even know how to decide for something that is right. I glance in front as I march on the red carpeted floor. Everyone is watching. I reach for my elbow just to soothe myself from the nervousness that I am feeling. They are expecting me to be someone that I do not know how to be. Everyone's expectation has been set. And all they are waiting is for me to set my little foot on that platform. To wear the crown. To sacrifice myself for this country. Here I am, not knowing the outcome of this fate. Of this coronation. The Bishop is almost done with the ceremony. I sit unfazed and not moving an inch.  "Your majesty, the brooch of Altinova will be in your hand. Do you accept?" I gazed at him and held my heaving sigh and answered.  "Yes I do". "The scepter that symbolizes our peaceful country, as you held it as our new Queen, do you swear Astra Thereze Cordona that you'll hold it with both of your hand no matter how hard it is and promise that the peace will never waver, regardless how hard the situation may be"  "I do". I gaze at the people whose eyes are too judge-mental for me to take.  "I held this crown to place it on the rightful owner. As we all gather here, we wish all the best and only the wise decision for our new Queen."  I am Astra, the new Queen of Altinova.  My family was slaughter during the trip for negotiation. They were caught unprepared. Killed and gone in an instant.  Facing thousand citizens of this country, trembling but I remained on my feet, I remained bowing to this people. To serve and lead...  Without hesitations...