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“Theresa, I’m sorry you have to stay here, I’m sorry about my mother.” Bonnie said softly to the servant helping her. She didn’t agree with the way her mom acted and the things she did, she knew full well her mother had killed her father and she hated her for that. The Queen had made false claims about her father, therefore she wasn’t executed, the worst part everyone was too scared of her to argue. “If I was Queen, you be free.” She said in an apologetic tone of voice. She gave Theresa a friendly smile before looking to a light blue dress “That one.” She said softly.

The Queen watched her daughter through the mirror, she was not at all happy, but she tried to calm her emotions, Richard would be here soon and she couldn’t risk her nation in stress of frightened before he came. The party had been sent out to meet with the Everlast King. The Queen was a very persuasive woman, she could do business deals better than most for a woman anyways. She took a deep breath as the image of her daughter and the servant faded on the mirror to her own reflection. It look pale, flawless, and as if it had never aged. She stood up as she headed out of her room, she would go to her thrown where she would wait for her daughter to join and the two would wait for their guests.

Trista sat in the large black thrown, she stood up as her daughter entered the room. She put her hand out a signal for her daughter to come to her. She gently took her daughter by the chin turning her face back and forth examining it.

“Your skin, it’s fair, beautiful. Keep it that way my dear, if you want to be the queen someday, you’ll have to stay beautiful.” She said in an unloving tone of voice. “Remember my dear, I hear everything, It’s not smart on your part to take sides with a slave.” She sighed

“Mother I…” Bonnie was cut off by her mother

“You were what Belladonna?” she said harshly using her full name, Bonnie is what the kingdom called her for short.

Bonnie swallowed hard knowing her mother was upset, she didn’t want to make matter worse “I’m sorry.” She said softly sitting down next to her mother’s thrown.

The greeting Party Meet the ruler of Everlast at the nation line, the ride was still another hour or so, but the greeting party made it through to the castle without interruption.