GENRE: Young adult
Mid 18th century
The queen allowed the servant girl to remove her heavy overcoat. A draft blew its way through the fortress wall, and she shivered. Shrugging her shoulders, she gave the girl a slight shove. “Bring me some tea.”
“Yes, your majesty.” Keeping her eyes averted, the girl disappeared down a long hall.
The queen paused outside the throne room, listening to the king in audience with a few peasants. Someone complaining about a goat crashing through his fence. She rolled her eyes, not understanding how the king could have patience with such nonsense. The man was too soft for her taste. Were she on the throne, this province would be stronger.
Someone rapped on the exterior door, the sound echoing off the stones to her right. Probably another unhappy citizen. A curl of chestnut brown hair slid down her neck. She pushed it back into place, admiring the sparkle of the large ruby ring on her right hand. Warmth radiated from the stone, tingling as it made its way down her arm. A magical ring, one that magnified her Power, allowing her to hear the thoughts of anyone she touched.
The man servant opened the door. She couldn’t make out the words, but the discussion grew heated. The queen made her way to the front entry, nearly bumping into the man servant.
“Your majesty.” His lips quivered in agitation, and he readjusted the ruffles of his blouse. “A man at the door insists on seeing you.”