Kensington Palace

Adrian's P. O. V

The doors of Kensington Palace were open for the long awaited day of the coronation.

Nobels on colors too bright for a coronation.

Middle class merchants who had saved for months to afford the trip.

The Lunar Council sat rigid on the left, every face carved into disapproval. On the right, my family. Father's back straight as a blade. Mother's hands folded like she was praying. Cassandra watching me with that look she got when she thought I'd screw this up.

I stood on the dais and tried to loook like I enjoyed every second of it. But my hands was cramping. I had...