My every instinct was on guard, my emotions running high and I had every intention to stand up to her, but I was blown away by the sight of my sister. The sight of a queen. Now that I was this close to her, I was made painfully aware of how deeply buried her desire to be queen had been and to what lengths she would have gone to gain it.
This is me making certain I'm the only one worthy to be chosen.
Her words echoed painfully from memory. She did look worthy. Dressed in an exquisite gown in fine purple, a shade darker than Liira’s, Myrna stood with the grace of an actual queen. Back straight, shoulders square, her beautiful neck elegantly stretching out even as she glared at me.
Her hair that I was used to seeing cascading down her back was perfectly pinned together in a manner that m
