"Keep moving Cyra."

The voice that never left my mind chanted over and over again. I have nowhere to go since Sir Colway had me trapped in Harmony's study as he rambled on about how killing the Vinick king at this moment would be a terrible idea. His hoarse words went in one ear and right out the other since my attention was to everything but him. I gazed over all the vibrant colored flowers covering the walls in a pattern of breath-taking twists and loops. I ran my fingertips over the freshly polished glass desk that still had one single fingerprint left that I allowed my heart to assume was Harmony's. Air tracing the print so I didn't ruin the least part of him that I truly had, I felt my heart full with pain and choked down the tears that flooded my eyes.

"Cyra, he is just saying this because he wants you to fail. Think about it, if you fall from the throne he is the one that gets to take your place. Isn't he the one that has had it out for you since the beginning?" Delaney purred in my ear. It had been a week since my mother was shot in the flowers, and Delaney has been the main person by my side. Always within arms reach and pushing me to make my move. 

"She has no place!" Colway yelled, "she will get herself killed, the Vinick will attack us, and we will suffer just because her highness is going through grief!"

"She does have a plan!" Delaney shouted back at him "so maybe before you go having a stroke on us you can sit down and listen for once".

"Keep moving Cyra"

"KEEP MOVING CYRA" the voices in my head were now screeching. I jumped to my feet, this action caught them both by surprise since they wiped their heads around to look at me.

"First, stop talking around me as if I am not in the room," my tone was overly calm "second, Delaney is right I was able to come up with a plan that will kill the king and no one will know it was me doing it". I rested my arms on the table as I leaned forward to gain Colway's full attention.

"So enlighten me," his words dripped in rattling anger.

"The Vinick king knows nothing about me, no one knows anything about me... I am the king's personal maid so I have access to places that no one else is allowed to go. So if I were to head into the king's suite late at night no one would bat an eye". I raised my eyebrow at Colway thinking my words were clear enough, I was proven wrong by the overly lost expression on his face. "I will sneak into the king's room late at night and kill him...I will sneak out before anyone knows anything happened and I will vanish by the time they find the king."

"But what if-" Colway began to object but Delaney gave him a cutting glance. I guess her coldness could stop anyone in their tracks.

"When are you going?" he mumbled under his breath.

"I leave tonight," I said, "I will catch the next transport heading to Vinick and pretend as if everything is okay so I can get close with him once again then when he falls asleep I will attack, I will be back that night". I crossed my arms over my chest and walked over to a nearby window. From here I could still see into the sunflowers, there was a small patch of broken flowers where she fell. I felt nothing but anger bubble up. What was wrong with me? My brothers have been sobbing their eyes out and curled up in their beds since the tragedy happened but I haven't cried since the first day it happened. I learned to swallow my tears since all I needed was for people to think I was weak. I mean I was a girl who is a no one from off the streets, I already had people who believed I was bound to fail. I heard Colway sign in defeat.

"Fine, it is clear that your stubbornness will never let you listen to me, just don't be late for your speech. You need to let your people know they are in good hands". He turned and walked out of the office. The stained glass doors shook from the force of him slamming them. I took a few deep breaths and rested my head against the window frame

"It gets easier," I heard Delaney say as she stepped closer.

"Yeah? Can you tell me when I can begin to start feelings other than anger and vengefulness?" I snickered, Delaney laughed quietly.

"When my mother passed I thought I would never be able to get out of bed. I laid there for at least a week just crying and begging for her to just magically return. It wasn't until my father died that I realized that sitting around crying does nothing, you need to get up and make the world see you."

"I am sorry to hear about your parents". It felt better to know that I wasn't the only orphan here besides my brothers. Delaney shrugged off my words as if it meant nothing.

"They died of disease, we were too broke to afford medicine so it was a miracle that I was able to recover." Delaney looked down at her nail beds as she talked about her parent's death. I could tell that she was trying to put on a mask that her parents. Yet, I could see through the cracks in her facade. Her usual stone-cold scowl had been weighed down with sorrow and she looked off into the distance as if to remember a better time. It was strange seeing Delaney feeling something other than hatred for me. I reached out to touch her arm in an attempt to comfort her but before I could even touch her skin she forcefully pulled away from me. 

"What are you doing?" Delaney said, she seemed almost like an animal that was backed into a corner; eyes wide, baring her teeth, ready to attack. She was once again back to hating me. I threw my hands up in defense.

"Look, I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you... I was just trying to help." I said trying to get her calm again.

"By touching me? You're one of them now. You're everything I stand against." She recoiled herself to the other side of the room. Delaney's harsh tone echoing within my body, joining the other voices that were already filling my head with head pounding noise.

"Cyra keep moving"

"You're everything I stand against"

I was lost in my own circling thoughts when I heard the door open. Leaning into the room was Quillian. His eyes bloodshot from the lack of sleep, clothes a tangled mess, and thick red stubble ran across his cheeks and jawline.

"Cycy....It's time" Quillian's voice was raspy and quiet. His tone sounded ashamed, but of what? I cleared my throat and walked over to him. I could feel Delaney's sharp stare following me out of the room.

We walked through the halls in silence. I hadn't seen Quillian since my mother was shot and he ran after the attacker. I soon learned that before Quillian could catch him the attacker swallowed a pill that ended his life. I'm guessing so he wouldn't be able to be captured or spill any Vinick secrets. Ever since then Quillian was an empty shell of who he once was. The silence was slowing driving me mad. Quillian never used to be quiet. With everything being ripped away from me I couldn't handle him being taken from me too. We were halfway to my grand speech when I stepped in front of him, stopping him in his tracks.

"Say something....say a stupid joke that'll make me roll my eyes, tease me about the time I fell into a mud puddle, sing a hideous song loudly just to annoy me! Say anything please," I nearly got on my knees and begged him. His eyes darted to the floor, Quillian could barely look at me.

"Say what? That I failed you and your brothers and now your mother is dead? I couldn't save her Cyra!" Sadness and agony filled every word. Quillian's shoulders shook as he let the tears he had been holding in go. "Then when I went to f-find the man.... It was too late once again...I am always one step behind, I am so sorry Cyra," He tried to cover up that he was crying by coughing and shaking his head. I grabbed him and laid his head on my shoulder.

"You can cry Quillian," I stroked his back softly. What he said weighed heavily on my chest.

" I need to be strong for you, so no one else gets hurt,"

"If you keep that up someone will get hurt..you'll get hurt. It's okay to be vulnerable Quillian. No one is here but you and me, let me be strong for the both of us, just for a moment. You could have never known what was going to happen..none of us did..please don't blame yourself, please don't apologize," I whispered into his ear. Quillian seemed hesitant at first but soon I felt my body begin to gently shake and my shoulder dampen. The mood within the air was a mixture of somber and relief. I know Quillian would never stop blaming himself for what happened but at least in this moment, he is able to grieve and let go of that brick wall he built around himself in order to protect himself. I heard the crowd outside begin to grow and I knew I could not keep them waiting anymore.

"Will you sir Tolon escort me to my grand speech" I put on a high pitch strange accent to lighten the mood. I felt his deep sorrow filled laugh rock my body.

"I would be delighted your majesty" Quillian chuckled out as he wiped away tears.

I was shoved into a light violet dress that seemed to be made out of feathers and lace. The top was pulled tight but the bottom flowed out until it reached mid-calf. They slicked my hair into an elegant bun before dragging me outside to the front steps of the castle. As soon as the doors were open I was blinded by the sun. I hadn't been outside in some time and my eyes had paid the price. I could barely see but thankfully I was guided to where I needed to go. When my vision was finally clear what I saw scared me. Hundreds of people were staring at me, their eyes waiting to see how I would react, ears starving for answers, and hearts fighting for if they should believe in me. I grabbed the edge on the glass stand that I was meant to stand behind to ground myself. On the glass in front of me was a small stack of paper with scribbles on it. They were probably meant to be my speech that Colway wrote for me.

"This would be an amazing time to know how to read" My inner voice mocked me. I closed my eyes, I could hear the hums from the whispers and smell the anticipation. I could do this, I had to do this. 

"I know you are all wondering why Harmony Coy Anwell chose me, a common girl from Rycline. Some may even think he made a terrible mistake-" I took a deep breath. "If you did think that I would not blame you. If you all thought that I would not upset me, how could I expect you to trust a complete stranger? Let alone let them be your queen. To you I may just be some girl, for most of my life, I thought that same thing. I thought I would never even leave the borders of my colony. Yet, here I am. I am in front of you telling you how much I will prove that Harmony hasn't made a mistake if you just grant me that chance" a simple thought popped in my head that made me feel so full of life and passion! I felt my inner power, I felt Harmony as if we were connected

"I am not some common girl like you or even I believed I am, I am Cyra Fawn Enaye-Anwell the queen of Majiey and I am going to spark change not just for us! Trust me when I say I will give my dying breath to protect this kingdom. As long as I am standing I will fight!" I lifted my arms and felt a rush of adrenaline fill me. My half green eye began to burn and I sensed something burst inside me. Rose vines stretched over my and twisted my arms then climbed over the glass stands in front of me. Within seconds the glass shattered, then it felt as though time stood still. No one moved or it seemed dared to breathe to see what I would do next. A moment later the crowd erupted in thundering applause. I saw someone use their powers to launch a flame in the air that was exposed into sparkling lights that made the Majiey crest, the crane flying out of a rose.

I was pulled inside by a guard and I walked to the garden and Harmony used to have our private talks. I had visited here a few times since he died. I felt the closest to him here. I walked over to our bench. When I got there I saw Leillan already sitting there, I was taken back, to say the least. When she saw me she stood up and walked over to me. In my heels, it was easy to be eye level with me as she grabbed my hands. It felt like forever since I last saw her beautiful deep eyes or touched her soft skin. Leillan smelt of honeysuckle and peach which made my cheeks warm. Every time I saw her my heart quickened 

"I need to talk to you," something in my gut told me not to listen to the next words that come out of her mouth. Nothing ever good came from someone telling me those words

{I am so sorry for waiting so long to post! I will try to get back onto posting at least once a week. Thank you to all those that have kept on supporting me, It really warms my heart and I appreciate it. I would like to know if you guys have any ships or which two would make the best couple!}