Alysia Hill Morgan Flora's POV
An air of hushed reverence hung in the chamber as I observed the Elders, their heads bowed in deference before me.
"Y-Y-our hi--" one of them began, stumbling over his words.
"I am Queen, Elder Valc" I responded with an air of indifference, my voice unwavering.
"...'gulp, Your Majesty, M-My S-Son is--" He swallowed hard, his fear evident.
"This is hardly the place to air your family matters, Leave" I stated firmly, dismissing him with a wave of my hand.
His departure was swift, facilitated by the mystical roots of the tree that obeyed my orders.
"Y-Your Majesty, you cannot do that, My son is innocent--" another Elder protested.
I held fast to my resolve, citing the Royal Constitution,
