Falling Queen

"DID she ever do these things?" Angela looked terrified.

"She must have, no, she obviously did would be the better way of saying it. I thought she was just a manipulating woman, but if she performs dark rituals as such, her books could go scarier than this thing."

"Hey!"

"What?" Olivia inquired.

"Cracked mirror, in the lavaratory in the seventh floor."

The Queen of England, decked in her noble, fierce and respectable stature and entity, must be performing something mysterious, but her wishes are murdered with her in the middle of the night. Nobody knows now how one by one, every member of the royal family starts to fall dead, but this mystery has to be solved to prevent the assassin to be Almighty. If the pieces of the puzzle doesn't fall in place at the right moment, everything shall go wrong that could have gone right. Who shall be solving the mystery behind every history of the family? Who is the hero, and, ahem, who shall be the villain.