"Queen-mother please let me talk to you in private for just five minutes and I'll be out of here," I pout once again looking at her, hoping she agrees to speak with me.
"You so wrong to think you will come here and just walk back alive," my twin seethed in a voice that promised death.
This is not going to do, they won't listen to me like this, I was nervous and my voice crack, "Queen mother your granddaughter seeks your audience!" I rumble as everyone focuses their attention on the queen's mother and me in shock probably waiting for her to say something.
"What the queen has a granddaughter?"
"What is she talking about?"
"She must be an imposter."
"Kill her right this instant." The people whispers among themselves.
The Queen mother stood up swiftly from her chair with tears in her eyes, she could barely stand on her own.
"Granddaughter," she muttered as she runs from where she was standing with her maids running after her.
