Queen Venice’s POV
The sun rose early this morning and my mood was brighter. I had waited to meet her for so long. If he hadn’t agreed to marry her, I doubt I would have been able to meet her just yet.
The pounding sound from the guard's patrol outside my room door woke me early. I strolled from my bed and sat inside my wheelchair, Lady Sansa already standing beside me.
“My queen!” She said, bowing her head.
“Good morning my queen!” She quickly added and helped me settle into my wheelchair.
“Morning lady Sansa. I trust you retired early for a good night's rest, yesterday…” I said, rolling myself to the dinning.
“Yes I did, my queen. Thank you.” Her high-pitched voice came off a little softer.
“You have a meeting with lady Emily at 9am. I have picked out your dress as requested.” She
