The skies were clear as usual in the Kingdom of Hearts, as if the land itself was blessed with an eternal spring spell that kept the land rich and bountiful. It might be that or something else, Rosalyn Lockhart did not know and she cared not for the chirping of the birds in this fine morning day.
It was already an hour or two past breakfast and the Queen of Hearts had once again delegated herself back in her office—her stronghold and sanctuary. She wished to take a nap but here she was, doublechecking the papers she had made much earlier in the morning.
There was a good enough reason to do them as she had done it when the hours were too early. The young Queen stifled a yawn as she checked on the papers of current affairs within the Kingdom, as for the matter with the other Kingdoms, she left it up to the King of Hearts but she had already done what she could.
