Bridging Worlds: Book 1 Celestoria's Time
Princess Freia's Resolve

In the kingdom of Celestoria, a new morning bathed the royal grounds in a gentle glow. The sun’s rays, dancing across the turrets and gardens, announced the beginning of a day filled with uncertainty and contemplation. Princess Freia, caught in the web of her thoughts, paced back and forth in the corridor leading to the Queen’s room. Her mind swirled with questions and doubts, debating the wisdom of approaching Queen Melisandre with her concerns.

Lost in her contemplation, Freia failed to notice the Queen emerging from her chamber. Queen Melisandre, elegant in her regal attire, observed Freia with a bemused smile. “Oh, my dear Freia, what occupies your thoughts?” she inquired, her tone inviting conversation. “Do you have something on your mind? Speak freely.”

Freia, startled, stammered for a moment before mustering the courage to address the Queen. “Your Majesty, I... I was considering whether to speak to you,” she admitted, her eyes reflecting a blend of hesitation and curiosity.

Queen Melisandre, sensing the weight of Freia’s unspoken words, led her to a nearby couch, inviting her to sit. The air between them carried a certain tension, acknowledging the delicate nature of the impending conversation.

Taking a deep breath, Freia ventured into the heart of her concerns. “Why, Your Majesty, did you suggest me as the heir to the throne? I... I do not see myself fit for such a responsibility. My cousins, Draven and Oberon, have been trained for this their entire lives. This sudden change could bring chaos, and I fear I am not capable of handling it.”

The Queen, understanding the gravity of the question, responded with measured assurance. “Freia, my dear, the choice was not made lightly. I believe you possess qualities that set you apart. The kingdom needs a leader who can bring about positive change, and I see that potential in you. Your capabilities surpass even those of your cousins, Draven and Oberon.”

Freia, still grappling with doubt, voiced her concerns. “But, Your Majesty, I fear that my ascension would only bring discord to our family. I do not see myself as the right fit.”

Queen Melisandre, her eyes reflecting a mix of empathy and determination, offered a soothing response. “Freia, change is never easy, especially within the confines of tradition. But I assure you, your uncle, King Altair, would understand. Your strength and wisdom make you more than capable of leading, and the kingdom needs someone like you.” Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

As Freia absorbed the Queen’s words, a sense of trepidation lingered. Queen Melisandre, sensing the weight of the decision, continued to provide reassurance. “Even if I couldn’t convince the council, I believe in your capability. You have the wisdom and grace to rule any kingdom, and Celestoria needs a leader who cares for its people. You are that leader, Freia.”

The exchange, laden with uncertainty and conviction, set the stage for a new chapter in Celestoria’s history. The morning sun, now higher in the sky, cast its warmth upon the kingdom, oblivious to the internal struggles of its rulers. The conversations within the palace walls held the promise of change, a ripple that would unfold in the days to come.

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