Daily Prompt: Transformation

She was trapped, caught in a web of her own design. Tears fearcly rolled down her cheaks. Quickly wiping them away, thoughts racing, she had planned for everything but her emotions. Damn. Turning slowly, giving herself time to recreate her mask of calm. Pulling in a deep breath, transformation complete. Two guards opened the doors presenting the crowd their next Queen.  via Daily Prompt: Transformation


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