Novel & Cerita Lady To Queen

The meeting began on trade routes and border security, but the noblewomen wasted no time turning their attention to me. Lady Mirra leaned toward Lady Elara, speaking just loud enough for me to hear. “Look at her sitting there in that gown. Does she truly believe it hides her size? A Queen should embody beauty and grace. The people expect elegance, not someone who looks like she wandered in from the villages.” Lady Elara smirked behind her fan. “Exactly. Intelligence is secondary when the crown sits on an ordinary head. How can she represent us at foreign courts? She looks more like a forest maiden who got lucky than a real queen. This is embarrassing for the kingdom.”

“What is this I’m hearing? Lady Magny is going to be the Queen after the Moon Arrival?” Marquis of Balijour stormed in huffing, “What nonsense is this?” Laylin looked up from the document only for a second before busying herself in sorting reports she wanted to have a second word on.

Back in Andra's room. "You look like a queen on her coronation day!" Ariana said excitedly. " Look at the mirror," Ariana said and turned the chair. Andra gasped as soon as she saw herself," Oh my daze, I look so beautiful" Andra's smile was as bright as the sun. Andra hugged her best female friend and said ,"Thank you so much bestest" "You're welcome pretty. It's your day, you should have so much fun , okay?" Ariana said, raising her brows daring Andra to oppose what she said. Andra smiled widely and nodded.

“L-lady…But I–” “I know it’s not what you usually call someone you serve but I’m not the Queen yet. I still have time before I marry the King and get crowned.” She again has that thoughtful look on her face. “Is that…what you want?” I nod. “Yes. Also, could you not look down when you’re with me?” “But–” “That’s an order.” I say, a little sternly. She stiffens and looks straight at me. “A-as you wish, Lady Venus.”

“Am I missing something? Your laurel is presented to you by your queen.” “My patience has run dry, Lady Reynette, and I need your commitment. Present my laurel, or I’ll find someone who will.” He’d told her and left. Those would have been splendid words to hear before, but she’d paced angrily because she was not yet done with him. She needed to buy time with the king. ... “Will she present the king’s laurel?” The whispers of the ladies reached Freya high on her throne. “There were rumours of one of the king’s mistresses becoming queen.” Another whispered. “But what will happen to the current queen?!”

She got up from bed and gracefully slipped into her robe. Penelope looked down, her eyes filled with unyielding loyalty. "Forgive me, My Lady, but I can't address you any other way. It's not proper. You will be Luna Queen one day, and I just can't treat you like you're ordinary." She hurried over to Amani's bed, swiftly stripping the sheets to lay fresh, clean ones.

Sephora frowned, but it was Ambrose who spoke up, "Vote? What do you mean by vote?" The Lady's smile turned into a grin, "To be Queen of Igritann, of course." Sephora gave a jolt of shock, the same time as the Assembly room erupted into murmurs of protest and suprise and confusion. Ambrose let out a laugh and what looked like admiration passed over his face, as he gazed at the Lady stood on the stage, still grinning like a hellion among the pigeons.

The woman behind him stepped forward and said with a low bow. I don’t know why, but I feel a great amount of dissatisfaction just by seeing her. Like there’s something about her that makes me uncomfortable. Laura rushed forward and helped the lady to stand. “The Queen is only scolding you because if she doesn’t, the both of you would have to hear it from his Majesty the King. It’s improper to barge into a lady’s quarters.” “Not to mention. This is your Queen.” As soon as Laura finished talking, I pushed out my Luna suppression, hitting both of them in waves.