Queen C

Somewhere - deep inside of herself - a chord was struck and she remembered who she was. She wasn't nobody and this was her home. She belonged here and she couldn't be frightened away. She'd listened to fear and guilt, she'd wallowed in self pity, but now she had something to lose again - and she was going to fight to keep it. She got back to her feet and stared down the ghost who didn't recognise a queen when she was standing in one's presence. She was Cordelia Fricking Chase. She took crap from no one. And this little old lady ghost was gonna get the hell out of her house.