Later that night Mircea's door was knocked on softly two times. Mircea pondered on who dared to do that. She had her supper a while ago so she knew half of the palace must be asleep by now. It had been a long day after all.
Mircea herself was planning on retiring to bed early. She had consumed a tiny drop of poison an hour ago. The side effects were kicking in.
Grudgingly she got up from her desk to see who it was. There was a stretched silence on the other side of the door. Without thinking more about it she pulled the door open. Athos was standing proudly with a mysterious gleam in eyes. Mircea sighed loudly making sure the guards and Athos heard it.
She was tired. Her mind wanted to add, of being a queen but it restrained itself.
Mircea couldn't be selfish now.
