I clutch onto His suit a little, burying against Him softly. “I’ll try, of course I will…I’m not going to just, not. It’s just…okay, we’ve both had to jump a lot of hoops to get to this point. But this to me feels like a giant ravine drop *down* if I mess up…That’s the best I can explain it anyway, My King.”

(He holds her close, knowing her nerves about becoming a Queen is completely understandable… especially for someone who’s never lived the life of nobility.)

I understand. You will get used to it, in time. Just give yourself the opportunity to do well, instead of worrying about any mistakes you might make.


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