A Queen walked through the corridors, only the sound of her steps were heard throughout the minute, all was quiet and she was introspective for a moment. A sigh escaped her lips futilely as she gazed around and found the corridor to be empty, she deemed it as an appropriate place where she could show even a moment of weakness. She rubbed and massaged the sore part on the back of her neck, trying to ease the tension that tightly formed there.
Did she sleep uncomfortably last night? Her pillows and mattress were the best out of the entire Kingdom and neither did she shift and move restlessly so either. A thought formed and planted itself in her mind. What if it hurt because it was where she had been struck in her previous time?
The cruel blade that fell on her neck made a shudder run down her spine. And it was there that she nearly shrieked as she felt a tap on her shoulder as she spun to face the intruder.
