I Had A Vision

I had a vision that me and Briony stood together at the top of the castle holding hands. The little ones would be asleep as we sweep our feet under diamonds in the sky. The dream is now reality. On the corner of my dressing table, the music box that once belonged to my mother plays a sweet tune as the ballerina twirls endlessly. It's a happy tune that I remember fondly from my childhood. Briony leans over with her green hair touching the mirror. Her eyes wide open as she admires the vintage beauty.

Even though I was Queen, death was everywhere. The threat of war still sent shivers down my soul. The game of thrones was a game that I intended to win and I knew I would have to bring the lambs to the slaughter in many ways. I had survived assassination attempts before, but that doesn't mean that they've surrendered. My coronation was filled with happy faces, but I knew that there were still traitors in the midst. There were still monsters and armies outside of Nova that would try and take advantage of my youth and overthrow me.

As I dwell on the wars I've had to endure, memories of soldiers that sacrificed themselves for me cause my eyes to well up. I place my hands together and look on over the balcony, towards the great opal moon. As I pray, I think of all the brave men who risked their lives for my country. Then I thought of another man that stood by me over the years: Joslyn, my father. He will go to Caloris tomorrow. I'll only see him on special occasions now. I now feel like an orphan in this world. My dad was the only man I feel that I could truly trust.

Then I wonder when was the last time I told my parents that I loved them? It was way too long ago. I never got the chance to tell my mother how much I loved her before losing her forever. I didn't want to make the same mistake with my father. I will do my best to get up early tomorrow. I want to show him my appreciation face-to-face before he leaves court for good.

"Elodie..."Briony says, standing up. "Why are you crying? You should be happy."

"I know," I reply, shaking my tears off. "Everything is just happening all too fast." I may have won the game by becoming Queen, but maintaining the throne and securing heirs will be a new challenge. As much as I would like to make Briony my Queen Consort, there is too much that needs to change. I'm only fifteen, there's no need to rush into marriage, but I need heirs to continue my mother's legacy. I want lumens to be respected again and I want a new age where love prospers and poverty is extinct.

"They're pushing you into marriage aren't they?" Briony asked. "You shouldn't let it bother you. You're the Queen; you can do what you like!"

"I know that!" I march around the room, gasping for breath. But the thought of marriage is too much pressure for me. I want to marry Briony, but I also need to produce legal heirs to the throne. "But if I make the wrong choice, it will tarnish the reputation of Nova for life."

Briony runs to me with open arms. "Don't be frightened," she pleads. "Whatever decision you make, it will be a great choice."

I have never met anyone with as much faith in me as Briony. I just wanted to push her on the bed and make her scream in all ways possible. But I'm a Queen, I have to be sophisticated and romantic. Thousands of girls all over the world look up to me as their idol. I would never willingly harm Briony. I hold onto her hands and twirl her twice before smuggling her into my arms. "From this day forward," I whisper into her ear. "You will be my lady-in-waiting. And my lady of the bedchamber."

Briony gasps. I can tell she's flustered by her ruby cheeks. "Does this mean what I think it means?"

I kiss her and clutch onto her hand. "Even though I must marry and produce heirs, you will always be my soulmate." I gulp. I've just confessed to Briony that I'm going to cheat on her and have a child with somebody else. I hope that I don't break Briony's heart. I would understand if she would reject me for somebody else after this. I am taking a big gamble, but it is a gamble that will both make me and my country happy at the end of it. And for Briony, anything was worth the risk.

"You're the queen," Briony reminds me. "Who am I to tell you what you can and can't do. I've already told you that I will stand by you."

"Oh Briony!" I find my cheeks are just as red as Briony's. My cover them and they feel hot to touch. "You're too kind."

Briony shook her head grabbed onto my waist. "Not as gracious as you."

With the heavy burdens and risks I had to take, I feel Briony's presence is like a huge weight lifted from my shoulders. With her, I feel like a child again as I suggest we play hide and seek in the room. I close my eyes and count to ten. "READY OR NOT HERE I COME!" I roar as I begin to tiptoe around the room. I opened every door of my wardrobes to see if she was hiding beneath my dresses, but no sign of any humans in here. I peak under the tables and there was no sign of her.

It seems as if Briony was winning, but I had a eureka moment. Underneath the bed was strands of green hair. I tiptoe towards the front of the bed and crouch down. I have a wonderful angle from here. Her little toes are just centimetres away from my knees and I can see much more under her skirt. I smirk as I tickle her toes and grab her feet. "Got ya!" I cry.

Briony giggles and crawls towards me and we lean over as our lips press against each other. I pulled away as I dragged Briony on the bed. We rolled all over each other like puppies. A rare occurrence where formality was thrown out of the window. Like a lady tied to her manners, I'm tied up to this feeling of lust.

I was free to explore my territory under Briony's clothes.