People were scared, terrified, and it was amazing, thrilling almost. She was almost intoxicated with fear… It was what her King had dreamed, right?
People were dying.
Her King had destroyed constellations, extinguished stars, and nearly destroyed the Lunanoff family. The princess sighs, resting her head in her hands, and he had been so close to getting rid of those Guardians.
She wasn’t her King.
No, she was his Princess, she lived to serve him, it was her entire goal in life. And this… this chaos was not his orders. Spread nightmares, spread fear. That’s what he had asked of her, and she could say she had obeyed, above and beyond.
No, no this wasn’t right. This wasn’t right at all.
"I’ve done a horrible thing…" she murmurs aloud, wrapping her arms around her knees and burying her head there. "A dreadful dreadful thing."