“Send
the troops up north. I wish to see nothing but complete annihilation of the
Blitzen army.” a woman commanded. The man in front of her bowed and gave a
short nod before leaving the Queen alone in her chamber, the woman donning a
long, silvery-blue dress that graced the floor as she walked. Her white blond
hair reached her back and was in a rather messy braid; scepter in her hands the
same color as her pointed crown. “If she thinks she can lead the uprising, then
she’s wrong,” she muttered to herself, rising from the throne and walking to
the window, gazing down with a look containing nothing but sheer cold.
The
whole kingdom was engulfed in battle. For the past years, tensions had been
rising and the Queen had been trying to sate it. As of late, a new rebellion
rose, and she wanted to stop it. Battles came and men from her side were lost,
agitating her and lighting a spark within that would set the icy flames.
For
the first time since many decades ago, a war was going to occur once more. The
excitement of it set her blood on fire and sang to the high heavens. She was a
warrior, a fighter, a ruler. She was a woman who successfully reigned with no
man by her side, who sent soldiers fighting like pawns on a chessboard littered
black and white.
This,
however, wasn’t a battle of black and white.
It
was a fight of grey against many others.
“She
won’t see it coming," she murmured quietly, feeling the scepter grow colder.
“But
she will, Eridani.”
Eridani
Schnee raised a brow and turned around, seeing someone else.
“I
don’t remember asking the guard to let you in.”
