Here they all sit around a table as equals, taking in the scene surrounding them. They are not friends in the the least but they will come together to protect their people and country. Kathryn, the queen of England and France, which has one of the most powerful a feared armies. Kathryn has a light complexion with piercing green eyes that looked like emeralds, and blonde curly hair that went to the middle of her back. At first she comes off as shy and sweet, so nobles and other country leaders will try to walk over her- but if you get on her bad side you should watch your back. Her people would die for her over and over again, and she would do the same for them, for she is their light and guide through merkey waters.
Kathryn looks to her left and sees a short and fair Queen of Laos known as Indira. She has jet black hair that falls down to just past her shoulders and brown eyes that looked like the chocolate that tastes so sweet. She seems very quiet but don't mistake her for a push over, for she will do anything to save her country and herself.
The person across from Kathryn is another person very valuable to England, France, and Laos. She is the Queen of Russia, the biggest country in the world. Although they may not have the grandest armies like England they have a plethora of valuable items to offer. This Queen is very peculiar, her name is Liliya, she is stunningly beautiful and many men fall at her feet, wishing to get a glimpse of affection from her, though she is known to have a heart of stone to protect her and her people. She has blonde hair and hazel eyes, that when they glimpse into your eyes they seem to gaze into your soul. She is quite an interesting person. She seems to care about self gain and will only do things that benefit her. She is very hard to get along with and has virtually no friends. But if you are one of her allies you will be protected but if you cross her or make her angry you should fear for your life.
The strangest among them may very well be the last one sitting at the table. Hername is Ayutaya she is the Queen of Siam, a very wealthy country that is willing to forge new alliances for protection. She is very beautiful but is cunning and devilish. It is rumored that she sells her virtue to any man willing to pay the right price. It's said that she murdered her husband but that is a tale; no one will ever know. She has silky black hair that reaches down to her waist and has slits for eyes that make is seem like she is glaring holes into the side of your head at all times, the servants whom work under her describe her a poisonous snake. This is one of the most peculiar grouping of people but it is a necessity to survive. Kathryn looked around at the young Queens and addressed them.
"We are all here for different reasons but for all our sakes we need this to work." she said with a grave voice. Even though they don't get along, they all need just one thing: protection from the Ottomans. Ottomans were the main threat in Europe and they all needed protection, even England.
"How do we know we can trust each other?" Queen Liliya said, gazing skeptically around the room.
"That is not important, Trust has nothing to do with this conversation. We all need this, even the mighty Russia." Queen Ayutaya said. The way she looked at the others greatly bothered Kathryn, like she was in control, which Kathryn did not like in the least.
"Maybe I should just leave right now, especially if I have to take orders from others under my status." Liliya, spat at Ayutaya.
"I am not under your status, correct me if I'm wrong, but I am a Queen too." Ayutaya said sarcastically.
" My dear, you are only just the head wife- and the only reason you rule is because of your late husband, and that you did not birth a head son." Ayutaya was about to rebuttal when Kathryn interrupted them both.
"I suggest that you both remember your places. You are both guests in French court, my court, and you both need my armies and I more than I need you. I will not have petty arguments when there is a bigger threat at hand." Kathryn said, asserting her place. This made the other Queens fall silent.
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Queens Chronicles
FantasyShe held her head high, imagining a crown on it. And she vowed to look closely to notice the crown on the heads of other women she met today, too. She would acknowledge them all with a secret queen smile. For years wars have ragged and tortured th...