"The queen has asked me to accompany Lucia to her quarters," Martha said, her voice kind but firm. "She wanted to speak with her alone, but you can follow her later, the queen wanted to talk to you afterwards, my prince."
The Prince nodded. "Okay then,"
Lucia rose from the bed and followed Martha, her mind still reeling from the night's revelations. She had no idea what the queen wanted to talk about, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in her chest.
When they arrived at the queen's chambers, Martha gently nudged Lucia inside, closing the door behind her. The room was vast, with high ceilings and elegant furnishings. Queen Marynette stood by the window, her back to the door, her hands clasped in front of her.
Lucia's heart raced as she took in the queen's regal figure……
Waiting for the first comment……
Please log in to leave a comment.