Her Majesty

Prologue

"Wait, what?" she screeched.

"I know its a lot to take in, but it is all true and we need you to come with us now... unless you want your future country to not be yours."

"So basically what you're telling me is that my dead mother was the princess of Valeria and now I am the princess but since my supposed grandmother, the queen, has been assassinated then I have to go now and get crowned as queen so that the vigilante group called The Black Angels doesn't take over the country?"

"Actually, yes. That is everything in a nutshell. So, let's go to Valeria."

"Okay... then what happens if I say no?"

"Then, your country will be burned to the ground and you will most likely be assassinated as well, which will eliminate the royal bloodline of the Relois that has been established on the throne for 400 years."

"Okay, then. Looks like I am going to Valeria."

And so began the journey of Her Majesty to her rightful throne.