Rise of a new queen

boredom

This castle is so boring, nothing is even a bit interesting. I was named queen of the moon kingdom only three days ago and I'm already bored to death. But it's not my fault, I mean who in the right mind puts a 14 year old on a throne and then leaves them alone? I didn't ask to be queen but now here I am! Everything was just fine when I was just a princess. All this just because I refused to marry someone who is old enough to be my Dad! 

This whole thing is like very bad joke and it's getting boring. I hate this and I will always hate it but I can't say that because a queen apparently has to love her job with all her heart.  At least I don't have to suffer through the absolute humiliation of beeing degraded anymore. 

 Another one of my black feathers slowly falls to the ground as I sink onto my thoughts. These stupid feathers have always been part of what everyone made fun of me for. *Raven Princesses* was one of the many stupid names even some of my mothers maids called me growing up. That's the only nice thing about this job as queen, no one will dare to make fun of me or my wings anymore. Since my crowning three days ago my wings keep losing feathers and it's starting to bother me. It's not that I need my feathers because I try not to use my wings that much but they sure look ugly when bald. They will probably get better once I get used to everything. Back in my old home my mother sits on her throne waiting for me to come back and beg on my knees to be a princess again and get married but that is not going to happen. I will show her what mistake she made by giving me Kingdom and an army to rule over. At the moment the Kingdom is small and week but I don't plan keeping it like this for long. Under my power this Kingdom shall rise and become the glory of our world just like it deserves. And I deserve to be the ruler of said Kingdom and its people. I don't care what my mother thinks of me and my powers. She thinks that the control over the moon is of no use but I will show her what I can do with my power. 

A scream rips me out of my thoughts. A young maid stands in the hall looking terrified, mumbling something I couldn't understand. I look down at my feet and to my horror they are covered in black feathers! I quickly put my wings down trying not to look shoked. Trembling the maid puts down a little tray with letter and leaves in a hurry. Great, the first living thing in three days and I scared them away. I walked down the many stairs from my throne to the tray. I look through all the letter for a few seconds and trow most of them into the burning fire place. They were marriage proposals, kings wanting me to sit put on a throne beside them,  look pretty, agree with them and bare their children. I do not need a husband to be a good queen. They will see how great I am without them.

I want to get back to my throne and my thoughts when I hear a loud bell ring. It was my signal to start raising the moon and start the night. The air outside is cold but again I'm not allowed to complain about it. Do to the strong winds of the beginning night I have some problems keeping my crown on my head but I don't say a word. Like the other nights before I close my eyes and point my thoughts towards my task and feel my magic flow through my finger. I raise my hand and the moon shows itself on the dark blue sky. A little more each centimeter my hand get closer to the sky. It must have looked pretty from a different point of view but realy it was easy. Only once I was done with whole thing I notice the round 150 people which inhabit my Kingdom, standing on the village square. They cheer at me for completing this simple task by calling my name or clapping their hands. For the last 6 generations the didn't have a king or queen and had tryed to raise the moon by preying for it but many nights it didn't work. A problem if your calendar, religion and everyday life revolves  around the moon and its apirence.  As long as they had a night sky with a moon they simply do not care that I am only 14 and have no clue on how to rule a kingdom. They now have a queen who can give them what the want and everyone is happy. Well everyone but me, I am very lonely and that shows itself. My wings had never been in such bad condition before. My room is covered in feathers and it looks like a ripped out the feathers of 1.000 poor birds. Someone could fill blanked with the feathers I lost.  But instead of crying over my feathers I desired to stitch them to my dress. Winder is about to come and my dress is made for summer by barely covering my knees.

After an almost endless day of stitching feathers to my short black dress my work is done. I put the dress back on for the ceremony of the night and look into the broken mirror on my bedroom wall. My dark crown looks so magic on my poorly cut blonde hair. The night of my crow-nation I took a knife and cut of most my hair. My mother always bragged about its beauty to others so I took that away like she took away her love for me.  The blue of my eyes looks like a diamond in the sunlight. I hate wearing a dress but I think this one is to my liking.  Tonight is a very special moon because it will apiere in dark red like a big blood stain. For me it will be not be much different from any other night but the people of my kingdom have some rituals for tonight that will show them their future and if I mess this up I was queen for the longest time. That makes me a little nervous but I will be alright. Just hope that everything will go as planned.