Queen Venice’s POV.
My day had taken a turn I didn’t understand. From my first plan to go out to receive some fresh air, I am here now, back in my room after receiving some back-lashing words from my sister.
I was drenched back in my wheelchair close to the dining room watching the sunset through the balcony fence. My heart still ached from the harsh words my sister told me. She was often always right and not for once did she fail to remind me that.
The maids were working in the room and I hadn’t yet heard anything from Sir Alfred since he left. I needed to know what was going on with the king and I hoped he would wake up this time and not be a problem.
I tossed off an imaginary dirt on my shoulder and sat silently still watching outside. I didn’t yet know what to do but it was alre
