Chapter Four

A Chapter by Roxii

For these days, she kept to her promise. I wasn't treated as bad. The Black Queen put everyone to work. The world was damned to her doing, some were forced to make clothing to her standards, others forced to make special foods to her liking. What was I damned to?

I was her right hand slave. The queen put me to work as, not only her personal servant who must do her bidding at any moment, but I was her aquantince. When she was bored, she ordered me to fetch her something or to sing. There is only on rare occasions that Skye, I mean the Black Queen, has ever talked to me or treated me as her friend again ever since she became ruler.

It was at the beginning of her take-over, and she had a lot on her mind. The look on her face always gave it away. She was on her throne, and she was having the Town Fool, which she gave that position to my boyfriend, juggle while having a lit match balance on his tongue. Usually, she took much enjoyment to this, but that day was different.

I stood beside her, holding the green bowl of grapes she had requested, but now she refused to eat. The queen seemed ... thoughtful.

"Send him away," she said unamused, then let out a huge sigh. As the quards took the fool away, the queen stood up and began to walk around. I stood in my position as I looked around at the lights on the ceiling.

"Mackenzie," the queen called for me and my head snapped down.

"Yes, your heinace." I said with respect. She stood for a moment as she looked at the grapes still in the bowl I was holding.

"Am I a bad ruler?"

Her question shocked me.

"No, your heinece. Never! Why would you ever think that?"

The queen just looked into my eyes. Then, she relaxed and said:

"No reason. It's good to know that I still have a friend who likes me, truly."

This filled me with shock, but then a warmth seized my body. As the smile spread across my face, a smile was placed on her face as well.

That was the first time the queen treated me as her friend since her ruling began.

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