Aspen’s POV
“You look so beautiful, my darling daughter. Almost as nice as you did on your wedding day.” My mother sniffled, patting back a lock of my hair.
Scarlett eyed her carefully and went to fix her masterpiece.
I laughed nervously. Today was the day. Today I would be queen.
A red brocade dress with subtle royal blue highlights swirled around me as Scarlett twirled me this way and that to fix my hair. The red signified that I was now a member of the Ember Moon royal family. And that I would be queen. Helio’s queen. Ember Moon’s queen.
I felt sick to my stomach. On my wedding day with Helio, I’d been so excited. Nervous, but excited. Now I felt a smattering of impending doom.
What if these people still hated me?
“I always dreamed of this day. Even when we thought you were dead,
