POV: Gina
The walk to where the queen was waiting was quiet. I have noticed that when it is quiet here, it is either a disciplined silence of soldiers at attention or a fearful silence, like that of servants when a superior passes, which often happens in the kitchen.
Now this silence has increased my nervousness; I have never had an audience with a queen before. Will she be kind or ruthless, or just plain dismissive?
I can guess the meeting was about her son, but my mind remains confused. I have already been unjustly punished and am still recovering.
Another drama ensued, becoming the prince's maid. Sincerely, I am good with where I am; there is less drama and less attention. I have been spending time scouting the castle environment.
Even with the top-grade security, the digital came
