The Coronation

KACELA

I could hear the commotion in the yard.  I was waiting where Mrs. Woltkamp told me to wait, in the castle near the back patio doors.  She said she would come for me when I needed to go out.

There was a lot of pomp and circumstance with the whole celebration.   The guests were fed, buffet style, and the kids were now playing in the yard while the servers cleared away dishes.  After the coronation there would be dessert, drinks and dancing.  I was looking forward to the dancing part.

Little Emily tugged on my dress.  I looked down and smiled at her, a cute little pixie in pink ruffles.  She put her arms up to me, wordlessly.  Her older sister was assimilating into the pack well and had picked up enough English to get her needs met.  Emily rarely spoke, clinging to a few select people.  I was honored to be one.

I picked her up and held her, cuddling her to my chest while she sucked on her fingers