C3 The Weight Of The Crown.

The crown sat on the soft red cushion like a snake ready to bite.

I looked at it through my glass. My face looked back the shiny gold.

The touch light made the diamond shine, painting rainbows on the walls. So pretty. So dangerous. Soon it would be Mine.

"Heavier than you would expect". Councilor Elena told me from behind.

Her steps echoed as she walked towards me. "Three pounds of gold