Angel
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I walk into my office to see a Queen's letter on my desk.
It sat there and stared at me knowingly, and for the first time in a long time I was suddenly back in my 17-year-old body learning about how the war between Lumidawn and Viledorn had become active, soldiers rushed to the battlefields, the Y.K.C was working harder trying to send more and more soldiers to active battlefields. I remember Dad opening the letter, how he looked up at the sky with despair, and how we started seeing him less and less.
I've always adored writing, sharing my thoughts, and giving a little piece of myself with every word. When I saw the despair within the people of my town I picked up my pen and paper and anonymously wrote a statement, it was published, and my words were reached to places I could only dream of visiting. It was my way of raising the spirits of the people to bring light to everyone. People were praising my letter as if it were a prophecy.
Soon my family realized that it was me I was showered with praise and it was the first time something that I had created was beneficial to society and it felt good to be seen. After the fire started to die down Brandy had pushed me aside one day.
"You could do so much with that talent of yours," he said
"Oh yeah like what?"
"Like being a part of the Y.K.C, helping me deliver letters to our soldiers, sending messages to the Queen I need a strong writer to be on our team." I think he saw my troubled face because he followed his statement with "You won't be working for free of course you will be paid for every letter you do and since it is a job within the monarchy you will be rewarded heavily"
My family means the world to me I would do anything to keep them safe. They were the first people to truly see me as I am and not because of my appearance. I was found on the streets and left to die but my family looked past my horns and did not hesitate to bring me home. I often wonder what would have happened if I were left there to die, what would have become of me?
I now have the opportunity to help my family financially and to help the cause that they hold so dear to their hearts. I owe my family my life, and because of them I was given a chance to thrive so believe me when I say I didn't think twice.
"I accept"
I sit down on my chair and now me and this letter are standing face to face. The world goes quiet, the only thing on my mind is the beating of my steady heart. I take a deep breath and open the seal.
Dearest Angie (Town 12),
It is my understanding that you have made quite the name for yourself in my kingdom, as you may noticed my popularity among my citizens has pumited, they worry about the war and the future of our monarchy and I need someone they can find reassurance in. I trust that you will be able to be that fire for them. I ask that you publish a paper defending both my name and bringing hope to our people, you wouldn't do this for free of course, if you were to fulfill my request I would seek it personally that the Young Knight Center will receive more equipment and a budget increase of 5%. I am confident that you won't let me down.
Your Queen,
Anala
I lay the letter on my desk and lay back on my chair. The Queen herself is asking me for her support, and I am now faced with one of the biggest dilemmas of my life.
I would never admit this out loud but I can't stand the Queen.
She has been nothing but useless in her time on the throne and yet expects the people of Lumidawn to support her. It's all bullshit.
She is yet to find a husband to produce an heir and if she doesn't do it soon then the entire monarchy shall fall, and it will become easier for Erebus to take over. Everyone is at risk because of her decisions, if one were more blind to the situation you could even say she was doing this on purpose because her decisions have truly been foolish so far.
If it were up to me then I could write a thousand statements on how the Queen is the sole reason why we are all doomed, but it's not up to me, is it?
My Dad is out there fighting the Queen's battle first hand leading what seems like hundreds of soldiers to battle. My sister is out there training every day to become a soldier to be someday able to fight her war. My cousin is leading the Y.K.C. will all of his will this place is his entire life his parents are on the battlefields fighting and coming up with new strategies, For reasons I could quite never understand this war means so much to my family. We need to be victorious there isn't any other choice if we lose this war we will lose it all, I have a chance to help them and although it contradicts everything I believe in, there is one thing I believe even more and that is protecting my family.
I throw everything off my desk and call Camila my assistant.
"Yes, Angie?"
"Camila I need all the paper you can find and call my publisher tell him I will have a paper by the end of this month and I need it to be distributed to all of Lumidawn every single town."
"Angie what is happening you haven't published something like this in years"
I pause before saying "It is the Queen's orders"
Camila goes silent but I think she sees my face and understands the urgency of the situation.
"I understand." She runs off the door and comes back a few minutes later with a humongous stack of paper. "Are you really going to write this big of a statement?"
"That's my goal"
"This seems a bit excessive don't you think?" she asks worried
"I have to make sure it is perfect no mistakes that means a lot of drafting on my part."
"Okay then I will get on to writing a letter to your publisher"
"Thank you, Camila"
I am now finding myself alone with this giant stack of paper and my trusted pen. My words have always reached far more than my voice ever could, in every sense. My hand starts writing for me and the words that are being stamped on the paper don't even seem like mine as if they were imposters coming from another writer but I must fight every single thought on my mind and deliver Her Majesty the greatest statement that she had ever laid her eyes upon. It shall be so good that perhaps even I will be able to convince myself to believe such ridiculous claims.
I hear a knock coming from inside and it is Brandy,
"Hey, sunshine, are you okay?" he says sarcastically as he closes the door behind him.
"Yeah of course why wouldn't I be?" I put my pen down to look at him.
"You haven't left your office all day, and now that I'm looking around this place looks hectic to put it nicely"
"I just need to finish this before the day ends"
"The day has already ended, everyone is just about left" he walks to my desk and picks up one of the papers on my desk "What is this?"
"I will write a statement defending the Queen's honor."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Am I not allowed to defend our Queen now?"
I decided not to tell him i thought that if I told him the truth, it would do more harm than good i know that he sees the queen in a different light considering that they are technically related. His mom has taught him and his sisters to respect the Queen from a very young age. If it were ever to come out my true thoughts on the Queen I would never hear the end of it from him.
"You should go home for the day, there is always tomorrow"
"With how this war is going, tomorrow isn't guaranteed for us." I say as I rise from my desk "But you're right, I need to go home and see my family" I say grabbing my bag and putting the draft of my papers inside.
"Have you ever eaten anything today?"
"I ate breakfast," I say as I put on my beanie while he follows me outside
"You need to take care of yourself, I get worried about you" he grabs my arm trying to stop me from heading off
"You don't have to get worried about me. I am an adult. I know the decisions that I make, I say taking my arm back but then quickly realize my harsh tone, I stay quiet momentarily contemplating what I should say next.
He lets out a big tired sigh "Listen" he says "this came in for you mid-day" he hands me a letter with my name written on it I recognize that handwriting anywhere it is Dad's handwriting.
I assumed this would be a regular letter from Dad letting us know how he is doing,
"I got one too"
Anytime Brandy and I get letters at the same time it usually means that they would all be visiting this usually only happens a maximum of four times a year but this time the war had gotten so bad that Dad hadn't visited in about a year, this letter is a huge deal. A lot of things have changed, I'm worried that Dad will come home to see all of the changes. Although bombarded by the news I still could find myself being able to apologize to Brandy.
"Goodbye Brandy, I'll see you tomorrow." I let out softly before heading out to my house.