A storm of thunder and lighting filled the sky's of the now darkened Kingdom, highlighting the event that, with the best of her guards men the Queen will do her best to keep only those who know and leave those who don't in the dark.
Having secrets meant she must be even more vigalent ,yet paranoia ravaged the Queen, filling her heart with blackened love, and a plan of dismay. The Queen had locked up her own daughter, because she had seen the true condition of her father. As for the Arch Bishop, his loyalty lies with the crown and it was his duty to be there, not to ask questions. Penelopy was another issues, she was her blood, and the mad man was her blood. What makes the mind of a monarch turn to the ideas of the astranged?
She couldn't answer her own question, how could she face her only child? As she paced in the main chamber, riddled with things to come. Realizing Penelopy will soon reach the age of maturity and she will have to learn that all that has happen, all she did, was what was best for the Kingdom.
In the eyes of the Queen, a ruler must never show weakness of false victory, by admitting so means ultimate failure. Shame of the greatest kind,is one where every one watches, for all eyes looked toward the castle.
Her thought broke when a guard burst from the door, his demeanor screamed panic and he had a look of fearfulness that could only mean one thing. She looked to him hoping the worst hasn't yet came, even though it was too soon and the masses would be hysterical if tragedy happen, and they had no one to follow. For even thought they work for there own, the town people couldn't exist in harmony if they lost their leaders.
The guard took one bow, yet the Queen had no time for theatrics, she needed the truth held behind his broken face.
"The King," he stopped, not knowing how to speak the words," The King flung himself from the dungeon,"
The truth made her stomach sink, she loved him too much to see him die the way he did, she broke in a wail. Her legs grew weak, he head swam like and school of fish fleeing from the meanest of predator. Was this how love ended? From the window of the deepest part of the dungeon.
"How?" she pleaded, " How did he escape your sight?" she demanded answers, yet her emotions demanded to be lied to. Yet Kings don't flee in the face of danger, they demand whats best and make efforts to do so. There was no time to grieve, only to act.
"We must address the people before the moon vanishes, they need to know he died honorably" she choked on her words, on her lies. They can't know the King was a mad man, a man made mad by the life of a Lord.
"How do we tell them, what will we say?" he looked to his Queen, she knew what was best, yet she knew what was true, and they both ate at her.
"We will tell them he lost his fight with his illness," almost as true, yet nothing sound more disgusting.
She couldn't cry, for it was her they will look toward now, with the King gone, it meant that the war he fought will be back. War was a act of kingship, and as the Queen it meant a fight she would have to face alone. As the thoughts flooded her mind, the weakness came back to her, and she knew that the only hope for salvation was locked in her room, cursing the idea of motherly love.
As for Penelopy, she make her self ready, she told her self in the confines of her tower, that if love made you feel weakness then hatred brings power. This was the second lesson her mother taught her, that if you love them, it gives them leverage and life has no time for such imperfections.
"Gather the noble men" said the Queen gathering her strength, she knew that the hope she had in her daughter, would help her pull her self together and bring the enemy to there knees.
"Gather the guardsmen" she spoke in monotone, "I feel the oncoming of war"
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Fiksi SejarahPrincess Penelopy is the next in line to the throne, knowing the ways of old tradition she follows them as her Father taught her too, yet when she feels the Gods abandon the Kingdom, and the ugly truth of Kingship, she makes it her soul duty to chan...
