A dress containing more gold than the min, emandra had to put up with the heavy royal golden veil, as she dragged it along with her to the throne. It was only a matter of minutes before she could finally get out of it. As she walked up to her throne, Grandmother Reeker, stood on the front with a proud smile. Years it has been as she dreams of her grandbaby taking over, here her dream has finally become a reality. ‘’No turning, butting, tweeting, swearing, cursing’’’ Emandra listened carefully. She was not sure she would be able to keep away from swearing but saying I do at the moment was more important. She could not wait to get out of her dress. ‘’I Emandra, hereby accept to be the queen of Altera. To rule with a just hand and mind, to put my people first, and the be an exemplary ruler for the sake of the people and the world. I do so swear to bring Altera to greater heights’’ The scepter of royal handed to her by her grandmother shined in the room indicating acceptance. ‘’I he
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