The cheers of the crowd reverberated throughout the room, even behind closed doors. Annetta placed a lone white flower on my hair, and I stared at my reflection in the mirror as she moved back to present my finished look. Two violet orbs speared me, threatening to break the peaceful atmosphere.
A week had passed since the fall of the House of the Governor, but only the mafia families knew about it. As far as the people were concerned, the Governor valiantly defended the city and died in the process together with his family, passing on the rulership to the last surviving member...
Me.
I stood up and thanked Annetta. My maid attendant excused herself and left the room to give me some space. I could still hear the cheers, but they were nothing but background noise. The loudest sound was in
