Remington Sybil

Persephone hummed as she twirled down the hall in her long, blue dress. She was happy and she had every right to be. This nightmare was almost over. She just had to commit one more murder and she would be free. She would be Queen of Helianthus with Delphi by her side. She could live out the rest of her days however she saw fit.

She went into her father’s study, the Royal Advisors already sitting around the table. Even their judging eyes and wrinkled faces couldn’t bring down her mood. She gracefully sat in one of the chairs on the right side of the table.

“Welcome, my esteemed guests. It is so great to see you all once again.” She said with a grin on her face.

Sir Reginald huffed, “You seem quite chipper for a widow.”

She shrugged, “This experience has shown me how short life is. I don’t want to spend the time I have left crying. I want to live life as fully as possible.” She took a breath, “With that in mind, I-”