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Jedidiah? Someone suddenly pushed past me and I almost fell If I hadn't stood my ground, only for me to watch as Jedidiah cat walked towards the throne. Her outfit, unlike the suit I had worn was a skimpy revealing gown with pink stiletto heels. She sat down proudly on the throne and right before my very eyes, my father lifted the crown- MY crown and placed it right on her head. The crowd resumed cheering, but this time it wasn't as cheerful and loud as it was before. Infact, it felt like they were being forced to give the mandatory standing ovation.

she whispered, and she don't want to spoil the event of her beloved prince. Chiara, adorned in a lavish gown, seized the attention of the room as she danced and charmed her way through the nobles, a radiant facade concealing the cold emptiness that lay within. Elen watched from afar as her sister's laughter echoed through the hall, mingling with the soft strains of music.

“I am.” This time, they believed her. “Sarah!” Annie appeared now, carrying a tiara in her hands. “Look!” They all turned to face her, all smiling. Annie launched herself at her daughter, hands extended. “Try it on!” she said, almost bubbling over with excitement. “Without the dress?” Sarah said, hesitating. “I mean, shouldn’t I wait and get the full effect?” “Are you kidding me?” Gabi said, catching the enthusiasm immediately. “No dress, no shoes… put on the crown, woman.”

whispered Crown Prince. When she got out of the hot spring, she put on her thin dress. She was putting on her makeup to hide her beautiful face. Wanting her badly, his manhood got hard again. He got out of his hiding place and walked over to her. Bella, hearing footsteps, turned around. She saw that it was Crown Prince. She gasped as she was barely covered in proper clothing. Crown Prince smiled at her as he saw her trying to cover herself. He pulled her to him and smiled. He rubbed the heavy makeup off of her face.

She couldn't help but feel like she had stepped into the middle of an idyllic garden, becoming a fairytale queen. As she sat up, she noticed that she was now in an unfamiliar flowing night dress. A delicate crown of flowers adorned her head, making her feel like a real queen. She couldn't help but smile at the beautiful and elegant outfit. It was as if the garden itself had dressed her, as her outfit matched it perfectly. Curiosity pulled her to her feet, and she began to explore the surroundings. Butterflies of various shapes and colors swarm in the air around her, their graceful movements captivating her attention. She raised up her hand, hoping to catch one but it flew away almost immedia

At the centre of the garden, there was a table that was adorned with small crowns here and there. Hurriedly I took a shower and got ready. I was about to leave when the door of my room was barged. My princess with a cute pout, hands folded on her chest stood there. She was looking like a princess in her long blue gown with a bow in front. A blue cape was tied to her neck and she was wearing a silver crown on her head. A sash saying birthday girl hung in the front. I crouched to her level and held my ear.

She said, her words leaving me in tears even though the only reason they were doing this was the love of their king. I sucked in air, willing the tears away as I stood up, meeting her half way when she got near. I watched her bow before standing up and letting go of the most beautiful crown which was made of roses of all colors, the thorns sharp but made it look heavenly. I watched the crown fly on it’s own until it sat perfectly on my head, butterflies suddenly flying around it.

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Mira opened her eyes and found herself standing in front of the full view mirror. She was looking at herself. She looked very young. She looked almost sixteen or maybe seventeen. She was wearing a long mermaid style, off shoulder white dress. It was backless and the upper layer of the dress was shimmery. She had a crown on her head. A princess crown that had the long lace veil attached with it. She remembered that crown on her head. It was the crown Fredrick had gifted her on her twelfth birthday. He wanted to make her feel like a princess the day they would get married.

People tonight had vowed to be ready to lay their lives if she asked and she was now beginning to feel the gravity of all of this. She took a deep breath and removed the delicate-looking feminine crown from her head. She held it in front of her as it reflected lights from somewhere and was a perfect representation of how strong and beautiful a woman could be, she could be magical and powerful and complex yet look delicate and charming and mesmerizing. The crown was everything she hoped and needed to become to embrace this new role she had accepted.

JOHN I stepped into the palace's grand hall, my eyes immediately finding her. She stood by an ornate mirror, slipping into a long navy-blue dress that shimmered under the chandelier’s light. Her face was covered in heavy makeup, almost like a mask, and a crown rested on her head, a crown meant for a Luna. The rose-gold centerpiece gleamed, a symbol of power and beauty she hadn’t earned. The heck is she planning now,cause right now I'm confused.