“Is it me or is the Queen in a terrible mood?”
“She has been yelling at the High Priestess for about an hour now”
“I don’t blame the Queen. She found out that those dolls died and everyone that comes in today keeps giving her terrible news”
“Her majesty is so pitiful. To bear all that burden on such fragile shoulders”
“If her majesty is suffering so much, wouldn’t it make sense that we, as her majesty’s children, should help her?”
“M-M-Matron!”
The huge imposing fairy bore down on them with a harsh face.
“Why are you standing around gossiping when we are short on hands, eh?”
“We are sorry!!!!” they screamed, running away. The matron sighed tiredly.
“Those dolls keep giving me problems. But the queen…..she truly is pitiful”
All the dukes were summoned back into the throne room. T
