Heavy is the head who wears the crown.
And heavy is the heart yearning for love.
From the creator of Big Cats and Cowboys, Ma'at in Hell, and others.
I do not own Helluva Boss or any of its amazing characters. I'm just a fan who likes to write.
There is something about captivating an entire audience that only a queen can manage to accomplish. Every eye was on me as I glided down the staircase to the expansive great hall. Courtiers of every shape and size were dressed in their best for this ball. It felt like the high point in every fairy tale movie.
The moment I stepped onto the dance floor, several courtiers held out their hands in an invitation to dance. While I adored the chivalry of this, I had to be calculated with my choices. Like any royal court in history, factions form and it is a monarch's duty to make sure a balance is maintained.
I danced with first this courtier and then that one. Dance after dance, I twirled around the floor in a glittering gold and black ball gown designed for this specific ball (pictured below). After about an hour, I could feel the need for a rest setting in.
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Slipping from the throng of dancers, I slipped behind a pillar to catch my breath. I had hoped to have a moment to myself but instead came nose to nose with an imp dressed in western wear.
