My Queen
The queen is dead, we have cut off her head and showed it to her Loyalists that were crying and begging for her to come save them from this Beast?
“What Beast?” We asked them as their faces turned pale and the thick scent filled the air has changed into something. Fear. We asked them why they were scared, which made the scent strong enough that we worried it would wake ‘Her’.
“Leave us”. We said but they just stood their slightly shaking and quivering like they were waiting for something peculiar to happen, “LEAVE US!” Our voice booms throughout the chamber as screams of terror, moving feet, and the door closing, leaving us in a deafening silence that leaves us to our own thoughts that grow chaotic with each passing second only to come to an abrupt halt when the chambers doors open.
“Your Majesty” The servant boy calls, Our servant boy the others correct . “What is it Micheal?” “Well, Your majesty the council members are having a meeting without you and I had thought it’d be wise to tell you”. We get up from our ‘Throne’ quickly walking past Michael, I thank him for being wise as the other plan on what to say to the council members for their to still be a council left.
