As the night enshrouded the realm palace in an ethereal glow, the faint echo of footsteps reverberated through the corridors. Each click of a woman's heels harmonized with the nocturnal symphony. The moon, a vigilant sentinel, cast its luminous gaze upon the palace, bestowing an eerie radiance that danced upon the walls and floors alike.
In this moon-kissed ambiance, the queen mother traversed the corridors, her presence cloaked in shadows. Her once immaculate appearance now bore the disarray of secrecy, her hair tousled and her nails elongated like obsidian talons. With a lantern clutched tightly in her grasp, she walked through the halls, its feeble glow guiding her steps while veiling her intentions.
With every cautious stride, she cast furtive glances over her shoulder, wary of pryin
