Walking to the next room where the bathroom reeked, I sighed. I needed to fix the ignorant ways of this place. As I prepared to release the weight of last night, I received a link from Forest.
‘Consort Queen, your presence is requested in the main throne room.’
A smile crept across my face as I relieved myself. I called out to Mother Queen with each wave of relief.
“It’s not common for the King to summon his Queen, is it?”
Her smile remained as she spoke warmly, taking a light garment to drape over me.
“It’s a wonderful sign that he wants you in his bed again, even though our plan didn’t work. Things have turned out better than we initially planned.”
Dressed in a much lighter gown, my hair was tied up in a tight bun. As they began to apply some intricate hairpieces, I stopped them.
