Chapter three : The queen's concern

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Within the gilded halls of the palace, Queen Eleanor sat upon her throne, her brow furrowed with concern as she watched her son, Prince Marcus, from across the grand chamber. His once bright eyes now seemed clouded with a distant sorrow, his thoughts drifting far beyond the confines of the royal court.

As the queen observed Marcus's troubled demeanor, a sense of unease settled over her. She knew that her son's melancholy could not be ignored, for it spoke of a deeper unrest within his heart—a restlessness that threatened to unsettle the fragile peace of the kingdom.

Summoning her most trusted advisor, Lord Harrington, Queen Eleanor relayed her fears and suspicions, her voice tinged with a mother's love and a ruler's concern. She spoke of Marcus's recent absences from court and his preoccupation with matters unknown, seeking answers to the questions that plagued her mind.

Lord Harrington, ever the loyal servant of the crown, listened intently to the queen's words, his mind already formulating a plan of action. He knew that any hint of scandal could spell disaster for the royal family, and he was determined to uncover the truth before it was too late.

With a solemn nod, Lord Harrington pledged to investigate the matter with the utmost discretion, employing his network of spies and informants to track Marcus's movements and uncover the source of his distress. For he knew that the future of the kingdom depended on it, and he would stop at nothing to protect the realm from harm.

As Queen Eleanor watched Lord Harrington depart, a sense of apprehension gnawed at her heart. She knew that dark days lay ahead, filled with secrets and betrayal, and she prayed that her son would emerge unscathed from the shadows that threatened to engulf him.

But little did she know that the path before them would be fraught with danger and deceit, and that the truth they sought would unravel the very fabric of their world. And as the wheels of fate began to turn, Queen Eleanor could only hope that her son would find the strength to face the challenges that lay ahead—and that love would prevail in the end.

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