Ravina felt like an old man walking with a cane she made for herself, grasping it tightly as nausea overtook her. She wasn't sure why she suddenly felt nauseous but the voice in the back of her head whispered "Queen". Her heart sank, as the reality of it dawned on her.
'I don't want to be a queen,' the small frightened voice in her head called. She wasn't ready yet. Oh Lord, she wasn't ready for anything. Her determination, confidence, and willpower, all went up in smoke. She was left with nothing but shaking knees. Like a young bride sent off to the home of her in-laws to live the new phase of her life; the nightmare. So this was what it felt like when the time finally came? No mental preparation would help.
