Short random stories

Queen of the dead

She picked up the crown and placed it on her head with a triumphant grin as she stepped over the bodies that littered the floor. Sitting on her throne, the new crowned queen started laughing maniacally as her guards caught up with her only to see their broken ruler have a mental breakdown. She managed to reclaim her country from the monsters that assassinated the royal family and left her an orphan many years ago but at what cost? Was there anything left to rule after the war? The laughter turned into crazed cackling as she came to the conclusion that she was the leader of a dead land, most of her loyal subjects having died fighting for their freedom and her life. The woman abruptly stopped and blankly stared at what was left of her protectors and spoke "Burn it down... I will die with my people". No sound was heard for a solid minute until one of men kneeled in defeat. "My queen". Watching the beautiful castle turn to dust around her she whispered her apology to the world and her people for failing. "I'll join you now, my love" were her last words as she clutched his weapon in her bloodied hand.