Whilst plans for the new coronation were taking place - the corruption that was embedded deep in the kingdom was peaking its head. A meeting, which held only the intention of exploiting the loop hole founding in the King and Queen. Inside the dusty library of the castle, which had rows of bookshelves around the walls - even the door itself was a bookshelf. It had been especially designed with a red carpet, and gold thrones to suit the needs of past royals - who had died years ago. After their deaths the library was only ever used to exploit the royals.
"Your Majesty, I'm aware of how much you love your daughter, but think of what's best for the kingdom!"
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The Queen had to be off the throne by the next week, or they'd kill her themselves, and she knew it.
They knew how to cover murder up, she'd seen them do it in the past.
"Indeed, Fai is made of pure gold. If Kyra got the throne, the magic in Fai as a ruler would never be seen!" The Queen knew what they meant, another noble filled ruler, who wouldn't have any control over her own decisions. She'd think she was doing the right thing. Her father was the same. Kyra was the child that could've saved her kingdom.
"I don't want to do this to my daughter. I can't have her hating me." The Queen smiled patiently at Mary, who had weighed up her options carefully. Instead of giving her opinion she just smiled back. It was the sort of smile the Queen had seen often, that soul crushing smile that meant the beholder was going to destroy you.
"Your majesty, this is up to you, but you know...well Kyra is darkness. She'll end this kingdom for good." Mary finally chips in, evil in her eyes and she spits the words out with added poison. She never did like Kyra. The Queen was aware that she tried to kill her twice, something she overlooked for fear of her own life. The only reason her daughter was still alive, was because she was more focused on saving her people than becoming Queen. Something she needed to stay sane and composed. She was good. She was just. She was right. The perfect Queen if there ever was...