It was Charlie’s coronation day. She was nervous , which was totally reasonable. She didn’t want to make any mistakes. Of course Lucifer and Vaggie comforted her throughout the day but it wasn’t completely enough. She feared her people hating her , she just wanted to redeem sinners. There wasn’t such a need to be so negative on the idea of being better people.

Charlie sat on her bed , staring down in a mirror - the urge to sing was high.

“ I wish these nerves would go away.. “