Killer Queen

03. Mad Mind

« Good Evening Astrid, I heard and I am sorry for your loss. Write me if there is anything I can do, especially for you »
      Frederik wasn't sure about those words, however, he decided to send them anyway. Astrid Mearls seems so numb, that he thought at first that she didn't need a comforting letter. But Frederik wanted to show that he cares, he cares about the young lady he has meet. Astrid was intriguing, when he saw her, Frederik felt something he never has before. Curiosity ?attraction ? Love ? Whatever it was, he wanted this woman by his side.

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"Blablabla sorry for that and this.." who cares ? Funeral was in a way fun, people whom the death person has talked to one time in there life come to celebrate his death, they also cry, which is a sign of weakness and fragility. Only children and weak people cry. Miserable. The worst in all of this is that they are crying a bastard. Mother's funeral was weeks ago and the letters of condolences are pouring in , even Frederik had send one. Astrid did not understand the necessity of all this drama, on the other side, Father was destroyed, ruined, whatever Beatrice has done, he still loved her, maybe not like the first day, but the love was here. Again, Astrid did not understand this feeling, and she would never, she could never. There was still time before the end of the Mearls's mourning, there was still time to think, think about the rest.

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« Count Mearls and his Daughter Astrid Mearls !! » announced the valet of Lady Valery.
Lady Valery was part of the Queen's court hence her bals were the greatest after the Queen's opening season bal. She was also the one with who Astrid needed to be friend with. More relationship she had, the more the Queen was close. It was the moment to try something, so she tried, at her father's arm she brought him towards Lady Valery with a delightful smile :
"-Father we should thank Lady Valery for her hospitality. Oh! There she is. " She said innocently
"-Wait I didn't expect to.. "
To late his daughter just cut him off like nothing and said in one breath to the host.
"-Good Evening Lady Valery, perhaps you could accord us some time ?"
The host frowned, seems like she did not expect that either :
"- Oh, so you are Astrid Mearls ? It is a pleasure to finally meet you. Also a Good evening to you two. Vincent it's been a while !"
Lady Valery sounded happy, was Father an old friend ? Was he??
"- Truly sorry to bother you Nowelle, seems like my daughter is a little excited tonight I did not had the time to told her that we already knew each other"
What in the world.
Lady Valery laughed and the conversation began. Actually, they met in the Cambridge Royal Academy and they were pretty good friends, their mothers met and at the end they were old friends too. Good news. Be friend with Nowelle Valery will be effortless. Very good news. Valery seems to like her as well, they talked about society, the prince and the Queen and how she will surely invite Astrid to all the future mundane event. Thinking of all this again in the bathroom of Valery's dwelling all by herself. Everything was going too well, for some reason it makes her anxious. Anxiously angry. She looked at herself in the mirror.
"Look at my face I look like a creep" she thought loudly. At this exact moment, a girl left the toilet  to wash her hand and unfortunately decided to answer :
"-Don't worry you look stunning ! I like your dress too it is cute and.."
I, She did not let her finish her damn sentence, she did not need to !
"- shut up, shut up, shut up, Shut up ! SHUT ! UP ! "
"SHUT THE HELL UP "
She screamed, the music covered her voice.
She throw herself on the girl, caught her hair and pull them out, Astrid was enraged, the girl started to scream so loud but the music kept hiding her voice. She kept one catch on the hair and slapped the girl's face.
«...»
Her nose was bleeding, her eyes closing more and more. The girl was no longer conscious anymore. Now, she felt calm, with no worries. Nobody would care about this young girl with no name and status she was not dead, for now.
She was thinking: «..what should I..do with her »
« oh »
The choice was made,
Well then...