His Queen

29.

Crumble thine walls of adulterous castle;
let glory be redeemed,
let price of thine bloodshed be paid;
for alas, the Queen shall bow before the rightful King.
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S T Y L E S

"The Kingdom of Valenzcgiela crumbles like ash as the days pass, Your Majesty."

"Sire, it slowly begins."

"There is now an uprising amongst people against their Queen. It is a riot, My King. It is war."

"Our troops and our support shall draw in, and they shall support and provide food and help among the people."

"Your Majesty, the Kingdom of Valenzcgiela completely turned against their Queen. They ask of you to take reign, Sire."

A faint tug; the wafting smell of victory.

The corners of my lips tauntingly flitting into a small smile, hand slowly rotating the glass of liquor as satisfactory and victory courses through my veins.

For this; this is how I shall redeem revenge and salvation. The Kingdom of Valenzcgiela run by starvation and famine shall be no more and renewed. It is their Queen's sole and utmost responsibility to place the Kingdom's needs before her very own.

Yet greed shall be the instrument that will bend and bow the tyrants before my very feet.

She wishes to take reign of Seforaux; she wishes to overthrow me by moving Eliana like a pawn.

A true Queen of bastards.

Yet is is her that needs to ponder harder; for it shall never be her or anyone that shall make Seforaux kneel and crumble from it's glorious reigns.

Frivolous enough, she was ultimately desperate and thought nothing of her Kingdom and all that only pertains to her benefit as she signed the treaty that I had laid between us. She was entirely too desperate for in reality, no Kingdom shall agree to that biased treaty.

It benefits her none, yet it punishes her more.
She shall pay.
She shall.
She shall.

And it all starts now.

For who shall desire giving parts of their monthly gold whilst getting nothing but a stagnant treaty in return?
Who shall desire shedding no control over my Kingdom—even a minuscule—whilst I could meddle with their affairs?

She chose to be powerless and I shall feast happily.

This treaty had been a test that told me exactly what I needed to be told. She was in dire need to be allied to my Kingdom, and so she accepted the offer that left her powerless just so her desires could be sated. It had been unjust and she took knowledge of that yet she decided to be blind.

She was desperate and a frivolous fool altogether.

A ruler of bastards that stains the throne with each passing moment; that she is. Such foolish and rash nature that is forever unfit for any Kingdom. She put her Kingdom at stake.

With thirty parts of her Kingdom's monthly gold collected by Seforaux, her entire Kingdom became weak.

Too weak.

Enough weakness that caused an uprising that shall be known to history. They took knowledge that it is all done as the effect of the treaty and that spurred fire and rancor altogether.