Removing themselves from the chambers was a relieving time for the Queen of Hearts. It had been stuffy and suffocating for some reason and it wasn't because of who she was dealing with. The four Queens had travelled towards the soldiers barracks, to the courtyard where the men all gathered to combat and spar.
The Castle of Hearts barracks were simple, functionable. The slabs of stone grey were the majority of it except for the emblem of the Kingdom displayed on the banners. It was a strange occasion, she had never stepped a foot here.
But today was an opportunity to change.
To raise one's sword and use it against another, without somebody else doing it for her. It was the beginning of her independence, no longer relying on her Knight.
She was to fight alone, didn't she?
