The maids at Winters sides held her still, then set her on the bed. "We'll that's no good. Would you like the coronation to be set for another date. I would be rather troubling to talk to people, when you don't feel so well." The maids began to mumble among themselves.
"No. The coronation will happen today. I can't afford to show any weakness right now. We are already at war with Britannia and The kingdom of Thundra needs to be strong. I'll be fine." She stood back up and looked at her.
"As you wish Miss Winter." The maids cleared out of the room still mumbling to themselves, worried about Winter's state. The brown haired maid was the last to start her way out of the room. "Don't push yourself too hard Miss Winter, your still very young. But your strength is admired... just what this kingdom needs." She smirked as she made her way to the door.
She watched her leave. After the maid left, she felt safe. "What's going on with me lately? I've never had an attack so bad that my powers activated." She looked in the mirror and sighed. "I better get downstairs." She walked out of the room and down the stairs.
The Coronation was soon to start. It was only minutes away now, and the clock wasn't going any slower. The whole castle was scrubbed floor up; leaving a single speck of dust was a crime for such an event. The staff rushed about, finishing up the last of their duties. Wiping off dirt that they missed, replacing the ceramic vases with fresh flowers straight from the castle garden. The cooks' finished dishes that they had been working on for weeks, the smell wafted throughout the castle. The chandeliers shined brighter than before, the light shined on every perfect thing about the castle.
She walked down towards the great hall. She stopped. Was that a noise behind her? She shrugged the feeling of and kept walking and went into the great hall.