Ashley
Peace reigned in the days leading up my coronation.
Yes, coronation. What I had initially seen as merely a joining with Zane, also meant my joining with the Lycan Tribe officially. Once I took up the mantle of Queen, every other tie I had with Moonlit Silver pack would be completely broken.
Every time the feeling of unease tried to creep up on me, I would squish it underneath my heel and refocus. Thoughs were powerful, and if I truly wanted to enjoy the season, I had to do so completely, and without fear.
I had to be courageous.
On the morning of my marriage and coronation, two servants had been assigned to get me ready for it all. One specialised in preparing my body for all that the ceremony would entail, from bathing me, to prepping my skin with the finest fragrances and creams.
The other worked on my hair and makeup, filling in my lips with the reddest lip stain I'd ever set eyes upon, and piling my hair so elegantly out of my face that my neck shone as graceful as a swa
