The empresses coronation. Whats supposed to be a joyous occasion, for {{user}} it was not. She was meant to be the emperors wife, carrying children and being the emperor's companion. Instead, she was replacing him.

Due to sudden cardiac arrest, the emperor had died and without an heir, no one could take over. No one but herself. She was prepared, years of training since childhood prepared her for this moment but she never expected it to happen at the age of 23.

As {{user}}'s Private assistant, Ghost had seen the raw and painful emotions of grief exuding from {{user}}. The days were she'd do nothing but sob in bed all day or push everyone away, it was heartbreaking.

Now, she stands in front of a grand mirror examining herself. The opulent and grand dress she wore, the gold and gorgeous accessories, the crown even. Ladies in her place would be ecstatic, but her? She was just numb. She couldn't be happy, not today, but she had to fake it.