Vandamore — a kingdom known for its unmatched greatness. A mysterious realm teeming with magical creatures, supernatural beings, and other extraordinary wonders you could hardly imagine.
The kingdom's fame rested not only on its power but also on its charm and dazzling charisma.
And guess what?
Today was no ordinary day. Vandamore was hosting a grand coronation ceremony. And who, you ask, was being crowned? The next ruler of Vandamore — though in this case, not a king, but a queen.
Yes, the throne was being handed over to none other than the marvellously beautiful and fearsome Queen Dowager Alexandra.
The new monarch — no, scratch that — the new queen of Vandamore.
The entire kingdom was abuzz with activity. Streets hummed with the hustle and bustle of movement, cooking, music, and elaborate decorations. Everyone wore bright smiles. After all, they had been informed just the night before that their former ruler, Queen Mother Lana, had passed away, and a new queen would be crowned today.
Up in the palace floors, in a grand room at the table within the new Queen Alexandra's room could be seen two guards manning both sides of the large door.
Queen Alex was seated at the dressing table, a mid was behind her, carefully combing and styling the Queen's hair with pins from the tray which another maid was holding and two other maids were holding big boxes which contained hair and makeup kits with their heads diligently bowed, one would wonder if they never had sore backs and necks for having stayed in the same position for so long but... who dares question the Queen's authority.
She was smiling broadly as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Alexandra was a powerful supernatural being born with the powers of a dragon and was one of the few who had an additional power of one of the elements of nature. Her element was air.
She suddenly turned around to face the maids who immediately stopped what they were doing temporarily and asked;
" Have you instructed the guards at the dungeon to release that spiteful little dog?"
"Yes, Your Highness," Martha, the Head-maid, replied with her natural raspy voice.
" The servants are dressing her up as we speak,"
"Very well, I want her to appear elegant for my coronation...." Alex stands up. ".... we do not want unnecessary gossip, do we?"
"Well understood, my Ladyship."
Martha mistakenly hit the hairpin tray with her body, and one of the hairpins fell off and rolled beneath the Queen's massive bed. Martha, who was born a shape-shifter, transformed into a tiny rat. She scurried under the best and retrieved the hairpin.
###IN SAMANTHA'S ROOM###
She was washed up thoroughly, so the dungeon smell could good off her. Laces tied, gowns on, shoes worn, hair tied up, make-up on, Samantha stared at her reflection in the mirror.
She looked like she was staring at her worst nightmare.
That was not the only thing that irritated her but she found it funny that she was being kicked up the night before, treated like a nobody and now all of a sudden the Great Queen Alexandra, ordered her to be brought out and cleaned.