Rushing the coronation gave not only Kira something to do, to take her mind off Marcus’ death, but also gave the maids a reason to be buzzing around the palace straightening everything up. The constant buzzing without something for them to do, was starting to get on my nerves. This also gave the guards a reason to be posted outside of the throne room, and my room more than usual. Rotating out every six hours to ensure no one was overly tired.
Hearing a knock on the door, as I sat on my shell contemplating which decorated net to wear for the coronation. Watching the guards open the doors, to let whoever had knocked into speak with me. Turning around noticing Aaron swimming towards me.
“Why didn’t you tell me I was the one who was meant to rule next?” Aaron asked, obviously upset that I ha
