Diana’s POV.
The morning of my coronation felt unreal. I had spent years fighting against this moment, and only some days fighting to claim what was mine, while all this time I’ve been fighting to survive.
Now, here I was, standing on the brink of becoming queen. I wasn’t sure whether I felt more nervous or powerful. Maybe it was a little of both.
The special carriage sent to take me to the palace stood waiting outside, gleaming in the sunlight. It was a beautiful thing, golden with lovely carvings of wolves running through forests. Inside, Lucien and Grey were already waiting for me and they must have grown tired of waiting for me to get ready.
Outside, six guards stood, bowing as I walked past them and into the carriage. I felt like I was going to pass out from my nerves. It was a g
