The dawn broke over the kingdom like a painting, a canvas of fiery oranges and soft pinks spilling across the sky. But inside the palace, the air felt thick and heavy, pregnant with unresolved emotions and simmering rivalries. Within the hallowed halls of the royal chambers, the sun's rays barely penetrated the darkness that had settled within the hearts of the three queens.
Queen Thalia, stood by the large window in her chamber, staring out at the awakening kingdom below. The light of day illuminated her vibrant red hair, giving it an almost ethereal glow. Yet, the fiery spirit that usually danced in her emerald eyes was now shadowed by bitterness. "Why should he be so uncertain?" she muttered under her breath. "Why must I compete for his affection when I am clearly the strongest?"
