kitherondalee:

“I reach the throne. It’s beautiful, an ornate structure of gold and silver and stone. Lying in the center of its cushion is Guiletta’s former crown, heavy with gems. I reach down and pick it up, admiring the jewels and they wink in the light, running my fingers along their hard surfaces. I walk once around the throne, gripping the crown. This is mine. I lift the crown to my head, then put it on. It is heavy. I sit in the chair, I lean back and rest my arms on its sides.

This is what I have fought so hard for, what I sacrificed and bled so much for. This is everything I ever wanted―revenge against my enemies for what they’ve done to me. And I’ve achieved it. My revenge is complete.

I force a smile on my face. In the silence, I sit alone on my throne and wait eagerly for all the satisfaction and triumph to hit me. I wait, and wait, and wait. 

But it doesn’t come.  ” - Adelina Amouteru, The Rose Society