Worries Of The Kingdom

-Queen Sarenth found it hard to concentrate on the feast laid out on the table before her, she had just received a disturbing report, very disturbing. She had lost two boundry walls in the protection of bedronia. The only chance of protecting the city against hands on combat. Magic would not be a problem the bedronia magicians could handle themselves. The queen feared, the rebellion would take the city, and without one of the capitals, the entire grid would surely fail. Her thoughts also wondered, to her family. sitting in the heart of the city. especially her father making war plans and defense propositions, she hadn’t talked to him in over two weeks, because all contact to the city had been cut off by rebels.. loud laughs brought the queen back to her dinner. Looking around she saw one of her nobles sat with a spoon on his nose, idiots! She thought to herself, do they not know that there is a war? A war involving all of our lives?! And they sit around drinking and feeding there faces!

　

Apparently her anger had showed in her face because, talkin was by her side in an instant, "your majesty?" Im fine I just have other things on my mind. "like the fall of the capital? The queen was surprised by his knowledge of the matter but she had come to realize talkin was not a normal child. "If it pleases you my lady, might I make a suggestion? Of course talkin, your counsel is always greatly appreciated, the queen said with a smile, to anger him this early could mean A war without magical help.. "you are the most gracious my lady, he said with a small smirk on his face, he continued in his childishly squeaky voice.. the barriers fell because of the evil magic used against it. It was uneventful, history says the walls were doomed to fail, the day they were made he said with a slick smile, like he knew more then what she did. She wouldn’t be surprised if did he’d been living for a good thousand longer then her.

　

　

The thought of him living thousands of made her laugh out loud, with a slight nod, she regained her composure. That of a queen trying to have a conversation with her over 100 thousand year old noble man. She still found it quite funny, apparently talkin had guessed her thoughts "if you find my company amusing my lady then perhaps I should leave until you gather yourself" NO! the queen shouted almost scared that she had angered him.. It would not do to lose his guidance now.. the queen, who could have him killed in a second was scared of him. Terrified to lose his guidance.. "your majesty what is it about me that scares you? The same magic in which you practice has transformed me… you control it every day but yet your scared" I do not practice that magic! I have never And I will never harm someone’s life the way they have harmed you, I am not that kind of person, My heart is not that hardened by magic.. "do not be so sure your majesty, sometimes the surface may be clear, but beneath may not be." NO! I want your dismissed talkin! "As you wish" as she watched the boy wander back into the corner’s she wondered what he knew. Or if was just simply leading her to believe…

Author's Note

Please Ignore Grammar

Reviews

[Jean Alexandria Randall]

Yet again very intriguing. This is going to be a very good story.