  &quot;So let me get this straight, you stopped time?&quot; Aramazd looked at me with his eyes wide as saucers while holding a black leather agenda with the Holy Gold stamp on it.
      &quot;Yes.&quot; I said quietly while looking out from the window.
      &quot;Holy shit&quot; He whispered while taking a deep breath.
      We were currently sitting in my bedroom back at my house, I was sitting on my chair, one leg on top of the other only one foot touching the ground. I rested my chin against my hand, using my arm to support my head, facing the garden of the house.
      &quot;Did anyone see you?&quot; He asked facing his papers once again, his golden pen securely held in between his fingers.
      A pain spread through my chest when he asked me that. Did anyone see you?
      &quot;I was right I should have stayed at home.&quot; I whispered while looking at the dark roses that sit p

  One week has passed now and my mother is still unconscious, it was predicted that she would black out due to her medication but the doctors said that the stress of the whole attack made her biological defense mechanisms switch and go on a full lock down, inducing her into a comatose like state. It's been a really draining week for everyone, with the previous Queen falling ill and the fear of the unknown events that went down at the end of the coronation still lingered the air. I've tried texting Castiel to know if she was safe and well, to know about her in general to which she only replied &quot;I'm safe at home don't worry about me&quot; which at the time seemed to relieve me and my negative thoughts, however, as days went by and sending messages without any sort of response made me feel uneasy, I tried to justify her actions by telling myself that she was probably still shaken up ab

  After Castiel's weird encounter with Elder Clarence, to which she refused to talk about, the night was going rather smoothly. People scattered around the ball room mingling among themselves, drinking, eating and laughing, in short everything was perfect. I took a moment to observe everyone around me, these are now my people, my responsibility. All of their lives rested in my hands, the children, the elders, the women and men, all of them and that was scary, I would never admit it out loud but I'm scared, I'm not even 18 yet and thousands of lives were depending on me, how can one not be nervous at least?
      As if feeling my uneasiness, Castiel grabbed my hand and smiled up at me.
      &quot;Wanna dance?&quot; She asked smiling brightly at me.
      &quot;With you? Always.&quot; I teased her to which she responded with a deep blush.
      While she was pulling me into the crowd of p

&quot;So let me get this straight, you stopped time?&quot; Aramazd looked at me with his eyes wide as saucers while holding a black leather agenda with the Holy Gold stamp on it.
      &quot;Yes.&quot; I said quietly while looking out from the window.
      &quot;Holy shit&quot; He whispered while taking a deep breath.
      We were currently sitting in my bedroom back at my house, I was sitting on my chair, one leg on top of the other only one foot touching the ground. I rested my chin against my hand, using my arm to support my head, facing the garden of the house.
      &quot;Did anyone see you?&quot; He asked facing his papers once again, his golden pen securely held in between his fingers.
      A pain spread through my chest when he asked me that. Did anyone see you?
      &quot;I was right I should have stayed at home.&quot; I whispered while looking at the dark roses that sit peacefully in the garden's soil, they were beautiful. Tinted a deep and dark red, it almost looke

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