A messenger, dressed in a classicall starched uniform, knocked politely (but urgently) at the door of the Queen's dining room.
Looking up from her plate of food, Abby stood gracefully and checked on her husband. He was doing about as well as usual (not well) and was eating very passively. Abby kept telling him that it was her job to serve him, and thus he should be more assertive, but she always ended up having to do the asserting for him.
Abby sighed and walked over to the messenger. "What is it?", she said, clasping her hands in front of her classical (1960s style) housewife outfit.
The messenger began to swaet. "My Queen, we have recieved word from your, ah, cult, in the abyss."
"And? What is it?"
"Well... the Warden is dead." "What?! Danielle? I thought that old fossil was going to outlive me! (that's a joke, no-one can do that.) Well, what killed her?"
"Aah... see, um here's the thing..."
"Out with it please, I don't have all day."
"Um, of course-"
"And would you please stop hemming and hawing? it gets on my husband's nerves, isnt that right darling?"
"Yes dear.", said the man in question without looking up from his plate.
"The tomb has been opened, your Majesty."
"Oh, well that's- What did you just say?"
The messenger gulps. "That Which Was Buried has escaoed, your majesty."
"Strange..."
"Indeed, your Majesty, it is."
"That is not what I meant. Servants, leave us. We must think, and my husband gets very upset when people bother our thinking, don't you darling?"
"Yes dear."
And having banished (most of) her underlings, the Queen sat upon her dinner throne and pondered what move she could make against her greatest weakness, until her eyelids drooped shut.
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STRANGErs In The Night
FanficThis is my first fanfic, go easy. This is the story of STRANGE AEONS, an ancient being sealed away for millennia by the evil (and also hot) queen Abby, and how she escapes. It is also abt Thursday, strange's son, who is god emperor (sort of) ps I d...
