The Queen of Dawn

Chapter 3

So in this chapter there wont be any drama (I think...?) but we will be introducing the main cause of the drama.... :)

Enjoy!

It was a Wednesday morning, and Azora had been asked to join her husband in the royal court, as was the custom. Most days Azora would have to drag herself to Royal court, or she would give up all together and read a book in her chambers

She felt very regal as she made her way to the throne room. She stopped in front of the big double doors, where two soldiers on the other side of the doors, opened them in one big sweeping motion. 

Azora had her hands folded in front of her, her gown had a long train the swept along the marble floors, with her ladies in waiting trailing along behind her. The members of the court stood up, and bowed as she made her way past them. She nodded her head in acknowledgement at the people on the sides, and the gazed at her in admiration. 

The King noticed her interaction with the people, and he knew she was a favorite with the people, she had always been. In a way he was kind of jealous, if it weren't for her he would probably have been booted off the throne in favor for his cousin. The King admired his wife for a second, the way her dress showed off her figure, even though it was not as voluptuous as the many mistresses he had, but he found that he was quite drawn to his wife for the first time. He found that she had grown up from the childish 16 year old he had first married.

He found that she had grown up in front of his very eyes, and in two years, he had never noticed. He tried to smile at her, to get a reaction from her for the first time, but to now avail. He swore he saw a flicker of a smile on her small red rosebud lips, but it was soon gone and replaced with raised eyebrows. 

Azora had made her way to her husband at the bottom of the stairs to the thrones, and she looped her arm with his and they made their way to the thrones. They faced their audience, who still stood, and finally the king said the words that allowed the crowed to sit down.

And thus the proceedings began.

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"- we haven't got the money to pay the taxes, and if we don't pay taxes our children will die!" The dirty man was the thousandth man with this problem, and Azora was upset that she knew she wouldn't be able to help him in the long term. She grabbed a few gold coins from her small brown coin purse, and moved from her throne.

She kneeled before the grovelling man, and placed them in his palm.

"I am sorry we cannot do any more for you than this, but hopefully it will help you till your produce is abundant."

The man began to smile, and kissed her pale delicate hand, before getting up to leave, all the while yelling-

"Thank you my Queen! You truly are an angel sent from heaven!"

Azora smiled to herself as she sat back down on her throne, but changed face back to her normal emotionless face when she caught her husband staring.

"Please bring in the next case!" The guard hollered, when Azora nodded her head at him. A small page boy came up to the staircase, bowing in front of the royal couple.

"Two letters for her majesty."

A lady in waiting stepped forward to take the letters, and dismissed the page boy before bringing them to the Queen with a curtsy. She noticed the King could not restrain himself, and winked at the timid Lady, who blushed and scurried back to her place, staring at the floor.

Azora cracked open the seal of the first letter, which was the seal of the royal family of her home country.
Just as Azora expected, it was from her mother. She recognised her mothers slanted and flowery handwriting almost right away, and butterflys began to fly up a storm in her stomach. Azoras mother was only writing to her to either berate her for no grandchildren, or to tell Azora of a great tradgedy. They did not write to each other any other time.