[I've literally met Rosanna. In person. Multiple times. Had tea with her ghost. Learned how to walk from her. Theoretically, I should be the favorite to get this role.]
Aegis stood center stage, script forgotten in her hand. The auditorium lights made everything beyond the first row disappear into shadow.
Good. It was probably better that she didn't see any faces as she did this.
[But they want Queen Rosanna the legend. Not Queen Rosanna the woman who told me she once fucked a maid during her own coronation ball.]
"Which scene, dear?" Professor Loralei called out.
"Act Four. The final monologue."
Murmurs from the audience. That was the hardest scene. Rosanna's death speech, where she passes her crown to her successor while bleeding out from an assassin's blade.
[Is that how she actually died? Might be worth it to ask her later.]
"Bold choice!" Professor Loralei clapped. "Begin when ready!"
