The queen mother shouldn't have been here. She had sworn to herself long ago that she wouldn't be caught dead in this place. Yet here she was, desperation could really humble a person, she thought to herself. An old guard was behind her with a torch as they walked through the foul-smelling underground path to the dungeon. This was not just any dungeon, it was the dungeon that held 'the heartless one'.
They reached the large doors that kept sunlight away from the prisoner. Rhea took in a needed breath. This was for the good of the kingdom. She had to be sure that there were no mistakes. Eva had to be the first-born daughter. "The pin?" She asked her guard.
He handed her the pin as per her request and without a second's hesitation, she pricked herself.
"Your Majesty…" The guard yelped.
