'I wanted to but was held back because of you, yet again!' she shot back!
'I told you to not come to her... Did I not?'. A fine, rhythm like voice which held so much authority spoke. Except that it wasn't from anyone in the room earlier. Another party had come into the room. And for some reason, Diane knew she graced the room with her presence.
'Your Majesty!' Everyone in the room bowed and chorused.
....
Diane watched everyone in the room pay respect to this noble woman. She advanced to do the same too but was restricted by the decline in her strength so she bowed on her seat, positioning her head as low as possible.
She was dressed in fine clothes and linen. A big crown rested on the front part of her hair. A royalty. A Queen for sure... Diane tightened. Was the Queen here for her?
