“You’re going to do great today. Don’t be worried.” Stefan pulls me against his chest and brushes back a stray hair.
“Why is it you always have the right words to say?” I ask with a sigh, smiling lightly.
“After all these years my love, I think we’ve grown to know each other’s quirks.” He presses his lips against mine ever so sweetly, showing me in a simple peck how much he not only loves me, but is here for me as well.
“Come on, sweetheart. We’d better get you inside. We do have quite the event to prepare for.” Mircea comes from around the other side of the SUV, urging me to hurry the hell up. He might sound sweet, but trust me, he’s only doing it because he knows I’m nervous to be formally named Queen of the Clans.
I knew this day would come, but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine it would come so quickly, or happen like this.
“Bianca, you’re here.” My mother’s doting tone causes me to dart behind me. She’s walking up the concrete stairwell that leads down to the pool with Ysenia beside her. My younger sister has the biggest smile on her face, ready for me to take my rightful role.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”
“Mom thinks you would’ve cut town and made a big tadoo about it. You know, in typical Bianca style.” Ysenia sticks her tongue out at me, poking fun.
I roll my eyes, “You’re such a brat and you know it.”
“Mhm, and the professional brat taught me.” Ysenia giggles, approaching me.
Mom comes to a halt and looks over to Stefan, who I doubt has changed much in his years, besides the salt and pepper tone of his hair. “Well, it looks like at the end of the day you got what you wanted— the Queen.” She laughs lightly that tells me she was joking.
“The most power hungry bastard if I’ve ever seen one,” The deep voice I know belongs to my father comes from behind me. He stands, more so leaning against his cane. It’s always hard to see him, never knowing if he’s going to have a good day or a bad one. His beard goes down to his chest in a perfectly styled way, just as he always has been. The creme de la creme of men as my mother says.
“Aw, now you’re going to hurt my feelings.” Mircea chuckles, walking up to my father they exchange a hug.
Stefan and my father will never have the relationship he and Mircea have, though at least I can be grateful they respect each other. For a while it wasn’t easy, but I’m so grateful that we’re at this point, and more than that, I’m excited for the next page of our lives. Not only as becoming queen, but because of the life growing within me.
I’m ready for this.
I’m ready for everything.
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