Diana’s pov
Suffocating is a word that is used in many contexts.
But most times, you think of a person stuck in a room full of people.
You think of a person stuck in a small space that’s usually dark and probably cold.
You don’t think of someone standing outside.
Surrounded by a garden full of flowers and looking up at the perfect blue sky.
I am that person, standing there, and everything around me is perfect.
The air carried a nice breeze and a flowery scent.
But I am suffocating.
Ezra just walked off like I didn’t exist.
“Such a shame. There goes your little dream of being Queen Luna. And what was it that you said? You will always outrank me?” Camilla asked with a chuckle.
I watched how she walked towards.
Held my hand as she had many times before.
It was usually her
