(y/n) POV

The castle of white was quite a hustling hive as the two of us had walked in.  "Is my coronation that big of a deal?"

"Yes miss mortal, there has not been a true red queen of blood on the throne in centuries, the fact that you are alive is a miracle," Ivory cupped my hands in hers, "Red queens by blood are more powerful than any others, we must be careful to have you learn your magic."

"But I do not have any I am sure..."

"Nonsense," she hissed at me, "All queens are given magic, they are the most powerful netherlings in wonderland.  You may get yours when you are given your crown," she smiled at me to reassure.

"Thank you Ivory, will I no longer be miss mortal on the throne?"

"No.  That is my name for you always." the stern look on her face showed that she did not kid.

"Ok ok, so what are we to do now?"

"You must be dressed in red and rubies, those are the jewels of your court.  As mine are diamonds," she walked me to a small room full of dresses of various shades of red and of different styles.  "See which ones you like, I shall get your family's jewels to wear."  She left me for a bit as I looked around.  I ended up deciding upon a dress that seemed almost of Victorian England and was as red as a crimson rose.  "It almost looks like a rose with all the layers," I mused to myself.  I slipped the dress on over my head and adjusted the layers to flow correctly.  "I look almost like a steampunk character."

"You do resemble one," Ivory's voice caused me to jump.  "Don't panic it's only me, I'm glad you chose that one, your wings may pop out and the back is open."

"W-Wings?" you stuttered out.

"Yes, we'll teach you how to fly don't worry.  Now hurry," she placed ruby earrings and a choker on my neck and pulled me out.

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I'm currently sitting and fidgeting waiting for to be called out in front of the crowd.

"I see you are back home," it was that sultry voice I knew too well.

Morpheus.

"Morpheus," I turned around and sure enough, there he was, standing in a suit watching over me.

"Hello luv," he cooed and cupped my face, "I see you are stressed out."

"Well who wouldn't be?  I'm going to be a queen."

"Don't stress yourself too much luv, you'll do wonderfully," he smirked lightly at me.

I heard Ivory call out my name to see everyone, "I have to go now," I started to turn but Morpheus grabbed my wrist.  "I need to go moth."

"In a minute luv," he cupped my face and I felt it, his soft lips had found their way onto mine.  I felt myself in a small state of shock.  All too soon, he pulled away, "You need to go out now, I'll see you later at the party afterwords," and with that he left.

Leave it just up to Morpheus to make it harder to focus and add more butterflies to my nervousness, or should they be moths?  I ran to just before the crowd could see me and I walked as calmly as I could.  I heard the cheers and applause as I was blessed and crowned in front of all the netherlings watching me.

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Author: Guys I am so sorry this is late, I just wanted it to be perfect and it slipped my mind until today.  Please enjoy this chapter as an apology.

Morpheus: Forgive her luv, she is forgetful.  I shall see you later on, bye bye.