The Queen of England
Chapter 1
Seras sat on a windowsill sketching on a red hard cover book her eyes directly on the paper, she wore a slightly outward floor length gold dress with loose sleeves it had a white lace, it had small black patterns of roses her chest was pushed up thanks to the tight white corset her big breast were shown ell since the dress is a plunging squared shaped. She wore white arm length gloves. She has shoulder length white blonde hair with slight spikes sticking out at the end; she had a small silver tiara on her head. Her pale face was seemed flawless in the moon light and her sky blue eyes were narrowed, she bit her pale pink lips in concentration.
She stared at the picture with a blank face, she had drawn a noose that was used when someone was being hanged, she sighed and snapped the book shut and threw it on her bed. She looked down at her hands and clenched them; she bit down on her lip hard feeling blood trickle down her chin. She wiped it not caring she had stained her gloves.
"How many slices of a blade will it take for me to die" she whispered to herself with a sadistic small smile on her face. She stared at the moon feeling drawn to it somehow, but she was snapped out her daze when the door creaked open her face went blank again when realising it was time.
She stood up and clasped her hands infront of her, she saw it was one of her maids "is everything ready?" she asked politely her maid bowed "yes ma'am its time" she whispered and walked away expecting for her to follow.
Unknown to the maid the future queen had done the sign of the cross before leaving "god be with me".
She held back a gasp as she heard the trumpets sound; the maid had already run off somewhere which made her feel uneasy.
She had her hair put into a tight high bun which showed her flawless like skin, a long red cape with black diamonds and white fur at the end. It trailed behind her making her seem higher up. She clasped her hands infront of trying to blank out the awe stares from the nobles and the ladies. She was put slightly at ease when seeing Archbishop Anderson who she knew from childhood. She went down on one knee and bowed her head and the coronation oath began with her hand placed on the book.
"Madam, is your Majesty willing to take the Oath?" he asked her with his thick Scottish accent echoing out threw the hall.
"I am willing" she said boldly so that everyone could hear as her mother had taught her to speak infront of people but on the inside she was crying out for this to stop.
"Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the Peoples of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Pakistan, and Ceylon, and of your Possessions and the other Territories to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to their respective laws and customs?"
"I solemnly promise so to do."
"Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgements?"
"Will you to the utmost of your power maintain the Laws of God and the true profession of the Gospel? Will you to the utmost of your power maintain in the United Kingdom the Protestant Reformed Religion established by law? Will you maintain and preserve inviolably the settlement of the Church of England, and the doctrine, worship, discipline, and government thereof, as by law established in England? And will you preserve unto the Bishops and Clergy of England, and to the Churches there committed to their charge, all such rights and privileges, as by law do or shall appertain to them or any of them?"
"I shall"
The trumpets start to bellow out louder than before as she stood up, she felt her heart drop when the ring was placed onto her finger as it fit perfectly. She bowed when she received the orb and spectre she slowly walked to the balcony hearing the archbishop say "May I present to you the queen of England miss "Seras Wingate Victoria"
How many slices of a blade will it take for me to die as she heard the people chant out in happiness "Long live the Queen!"
"Long live the Queen!"