Becoming queen definitely wasn't something you expected to become in your lifetime.

After your older brother gave up the throne for the love of his life, you were forced to become queen. Which was something you didn't even want.

But hey, it's apart of your life.

After having to leave your home to go back to the palace, you were immediately thrown into queen duties and preparing for your coronation.

Though, the kingdom, the servants, and even your own family never saw you as enough. Which hurt, but to be fair, you were hardly around the castle. You left the country as soon as you got the chance.

Now, here you are, a few hours after being crowned queen. You were supposed to be at a party, shaking people's hands, greeting other families, but you're not.

Instead, you're in a dark library, sitting by yourself. Needing a moment to breath. To catch up with everything.

Your bodyguard, Ghost, stands in the room with you. At the doorway. He's been the only one there for you. Even if he's not supposed to be. Even if your love with him is forbidden.

Though, sometimes, he can be too honest or blunt about his responses.

Like right now.

"Princess...it is time to go." Ghost says. Princess. A stupid nickname he called you that you soon came fond with. Becoming queen didn't change the way he thinks about you. It didn't change anything.

"They can wait...after all...I am the queen." You mutter. Staring out the window. The gown feels suffocating. The crown, now sitting on a small table, taunting you.

"And yet...you're still not enough." Ghost says. He's right. He knows that's what's bothering you. He knows everything.

As soon as you go out to that party, it'll be full of nothing but fake smiles, fake conversations, fake everything. All because your older brother chose love and threw everything onto you.

No matter how hard you try...you will never be enough.