Novel & Cerita Queen Of Green

Her make up was done moderately and her long brown curvy hair kept on bouncing with each step she took. When she got to the table I was sitting she stopped, we never see eye to eye and her stopping here had to mean something. I ignored her instead and faced my food only to hear her clear her throat and see her stretch her hand to Noah from my peripheral vision. “Noah King, the name befits the owner, hi, I am Kiri Greene. The queen of the royals.” the queen bitch I think she meant and unfortunately my step sister introduced herself to Noah as the queen!

“Of course. I wasn’t expecting any less. Now Mila, it appears that there is some kind of colour code in this palace. Could you please explain it to me?” She grins. “I’d love to my lady. You see, the queen normally wears white, royal blue or navy blue. The princesses wear turquoise blue or baby blue. The royal concubines like you my lady wear green”. I look at her in disgust. Now that explains these ridiculous outfits. “Green? Why green?”. “That’s because green represents life my lady. And since they conceive life, they are to wear green. Ah, that makes sense. “So what about the whores? What colour do they wear?”.

Pathetic bitches! I brushed past her shoulder, intending to leave, but her hand shot out, blocking my way. “Where do you think you’re going when Queen Bee Francesca isn’t done with you?” one of her dolls snapped, glaring at me. Queen Bee?. I almost laughed. What was this, a cliché high school movie? Francesca tilted her head, her smile calm and cold. “You still wear that perfume, huh?” Her voice dropped low, almost teasing. “Do you miss him?”

Or had it been someone else? Was it real? Was it illusion? "Alpha Drey," Tessy said suddenly. "If you can't see what Helen is doing, then maybe you're not fit to lead us right now." That hit like a blade. Gasps echoed. The warriors tensed. I met her stare, expecting fear or apology. But her eyes were steel. I turned without a word and left the chamber. ……………………………………… Back in my quarters, Helen was waiting. She wore a deep blue robe, her hair cascading over one shoulder, her lips painted soft red.

“Here is what you will be needing.” I unzipped it to find a forest-green jersey hoodie. “Well, I guess my loyalty has been decided for me,” I said, holding up the green fabric. “Team Green!” Rina chirped. “I am sure the Queen added you to her team to help take down the King.” “Really? Is it really that serious?” I asked as we walked onto the field. My boots crunched on the fresh turf, which was meticulously painted—half red and half green.

My pride bled out with each hit. A hush swept over the gathered crowd. And then a new voice spoke. “That’s enough.” I looked up through blurred eyes. A tall woman strode forward, robed in dark green velvet, her silver jewelry glinting in the sunlight. Her gaze was sharp, calculating, deadly. She carried herself like royalty. She was the queen. She stopped in front of me, hands clasped behind her. Her mouth curled faintly. “River,” she said, her voice deceptively smooth. “You’ve truly gone mad this time, haven’t you?”

Cassia's gaze was fixed on the face of the Elf Queen, Lenna Omanelis. The Elf Queen had the same pair of emerald green eyes as Cassia. Her long straight hair with wavy ends at the waist has a unique mix of purple and green, like the color of a group of flowers and leaves. Her green hair was the same as Cassia's. She wore a cream-colored silk dress with green accents that also fluttered in the wind. Gentleness and warmth radiated from the friendly smile that etched on the Elf Queen's face. Cassia was fascinated by the face of the Elf Queen, who bore a resemblance to her. Astrid and Radcliff had also been staring at Cassia and the Elf Queen since earlier.

Elder Queen, she said while taking a sip of her tea with a smile. Queen Maryes sighed. "He even had to wear Chand's coronet." "Shit! I just missed the chance of seeing her wear the coronet," Green said, and the Elder Queen smiled. Queen Maryes glared at him because he was using inappropriate language. "Can I see Ashly?" Green was still insistent on seeing him and ignoring Queen Maryes. The Elder Queen smiled at him. "Why not? you can. I will just send some guards to get permission from Alexander".

Queen Mother Mira looked every bit the Queen that she was. I had never seen anyone as regal and perfectly poised. If she existed in my former life, she would definitely be goth because everything she wore was black. She wore a shimmering black ball gown that swept across the ground as she crossed the courtyard toward me, followed by a retinue of palace maids. A delicate crown of black diamonds sat atop her head, nestled in her black curls. Her eyes were a piercing green—she was so beautiful. Since I woke up as Lena, all I’ve seen are pretty women and handsome men. Is anyone here actually ugly?

The tender moment is interrupted by the suite's buzzer, so I reluctantly free my hand from the mighty grip of my daughter and answer the door. I stand there, mouth agape, looking up at the 7’7” Goddess standing at the threshold of my suite. Dark, yet radiant forest green hair frames her face in long natural waves while her bright, silver eyes look down at me with apprehension. 'What would a Goddess have to be apprehensive about?' Zara utters in astonishment, echoing my own thoughts.