The Queen voice

She looked over sullenly through her window-overlooking the countyard was the Tower of the King, and the tower was burning so brightly in the night thet some could swear that the sun was coming up at midnight. The men were all mice below, looking up in awe as they looked upon their dead king's quarters burned up in flames,under the order of the queen. which was the oddest order they had ever heard from her, come to think of it; that was the only order they had ever heard from her.

Queen Anne was the youngest daughter of the House Regulus, she was married to their King not more than two years but just last night the King was found dead in his quarters, with his tongue flipped backwards into his throat and the queen screaming and weeping at his bedside.

'poisoned', some had whispered.

The queen was distraught,she known to be so quiet the some threated it asa privilege to hear the queen's voice, she was seen as timid and that was why the king doted on her, the people too loved her so much. Even when they found it strange that the queen would order the tower where the found the king be burned, but they understood her sadness, maybe she wanted the tower gone because it reminded her of the death of her beloved husband.

"your majesty", Hendrick, the Grand Minister whispered through the door, "I am sorry to bother you at these moments of grief ,but we had some matters tbe discussed".

Anne nodded, prompting Hendrick to lecture in length about her late husband's estates and inheritance. After almost half and hour of talks about the Kingdom , Hendrick realised that the queen was only staring blankly at him.

"your majesty?" Hendrick asked, checking if the queen was still listening. She nodded in reply, she was still listening, but Hendrick put the piles of parchments aside. "your majesty, there is another matter of utmost importance that we need to discuss", he shifted in his seat awkwardly.

She was only looked at him. The fire crackled outside even when the Tower of the King was yards away from the Tower of the Queen.

"we need to discuss your..." He shifted uncomfortably. "Meaning to say...of your....lodgings after this",

"why?" she spoke so quietly but because of the rarity, her voice was like glass breaking in silence.

"well, since you have no heir, the throne will go to the King's brother", Hendrick replied, almost suprised.

"why?" now her eyes were looking at him intently, Hendrick felt a chill, he just realised that he had never seen the queen this close before.

"because the throne will have to go to the male heir-"

"preposterous", the queen's voice was louder than usual, and this shocked the minister.

"of course", she went on, stoically, " I should rule".

' YOU HAVE TO FIGHT THROUGH SOME BAD DAYS TO EARN THE BEST DAY IN YOUR LIFE '

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