His Queen

The Lost Souls gasped as their eyes fell on their precious Princess Esmeray who was standing on top of the stairs dolled up like a broken barbie, gulping vodka as if it was water.

Dressed in a full-sleeved light blue gown embellished with gems, wearing the rarest diamond she took everyone's breath away.

Her shimmery pale skin and mysterious violet eyes could even bring a King to his knees. She had tamed her platinum white curls in a bun that was resting against her neck.

Every Lost Soul present in the old rusty mansion held their breaths. They knew what all this meant and what was about to come.

It was one of those days for their Princess where darkness came and wrapped itself around her bones making her scream. . . The abandoned Princess will try to reach out for the light only to stumble back in the dark with no one there to hold her.

Their cherished Princess was going to have one of her famous mental breakdowns any moment from now.

With a silent mutual agreement, all the Lost So