Queen Zezanna

Queen Zezanna - Chapter 4

I awaken early, and have a meeting with Brokk. He goes over our military strongholds, where our troops are based, and other topics of interest. It's a lot to take in, but as the leader of this nation, I need to be aware of these kinds of stuff.

He tries to go through it pretty quick, because I still need to get ready in order to meet the leaders of Roanne. I don't quite get it all, but he shrugs and tells me that we can go over it again more slowly tomorrow.

We split up to eat breakfast and prepare for our meeting with the Judes.

Rosth is standing outside of my room, waiting for me.

"Good day, my queen." He bows. "You don't have a few moments to spare, do you?"

"No. I'm running a strict schedule here. Try flirting another day." I sigh.

"Of course. I don't want to distract you from your queenly duties. Perhaps I could come in and help you pick out a dress for the meeting?" He suggests.

"Rosth, I appreciate the thought, but I don't really think a knight is the best person to help choose clothes for a queen. If you want to be helpful, go ask Emma to give me a hand, and then get patrolling."

"As you wish." He bows once more, then heads off.

It seems that Emma was actually on her way here, already. She waves to Rosth as she passes him, and Rosth bows to her.

"I'm not royal. That isn't necessary." She insists.

"For the queen's best friend? I do believe that I should."

Emma chuckles, then shakes her head. "Whatever makes you happy."

"And the same to you, Emmaline."

Emma follows me into my room, and gets to business. She runs around, looking at my dresses, makeup, and jewelry. She seems to be thinking about what would match up the best, especially with the fashion customs of Roanne.

"I don't know anything about the nation." I admit.

"That's why I've been doing research." She says. "Basically, we're gonna want to be super elegant and classy. They like big, poofy dresses, but we don't want to be too puffy, or too elegant. We don't want you to outshine their queen."

"You've taken into account the colors they like?"

"Gold is a great color for royalty. You've got plenty to work with here, but I'm not quite sure what to go with. Hmm... Where's that golden necklace with the giant diamond?"

"I lent it to you, remember?"

"What? Fuck, I forgot. Alright, we'll just drop by my room later. Ok, I've got your wardrobe figured out, then." She says, grabbing a white dress with gold embroidery. She also grabs a pair of golden earrings, and a bracelet.

"Looks good." I say, nodding my head.

She helps me zip the dress up once I've got it on, then we swing by her room and get the necklace. I then make my way to the throne room, where Brokk and my advisors are waiting for me.

"Good day, my queen." Heroth says, bowing to me.

"Good day." I nod my head. "Thank you all for being with me for this. Brokk, I trust that your guards are doing their very best to protect our guests today."

"Of course, m'lady." He bows.

"Excellent. Are they on their way, now?"

"Yes. Queen Jude and her husband should be here in just a few minutes."

I sit on the throne, and wait for them to arrive. Soon enough, the doors open, and the Judes walk in. They're both about 30 years old, and just took the throne a year or two ago after Mrs. Jude's mother retired. They also have a 3 year old daughter named Winda, but she remained at home.