The WeatherMaker - Prince of Light

the driver. 'Can't you park

majesty' the c

stay in his seat as she opened the door herself, allowing

sitting opposite him as the diver snapped the reigns. The carriage jolted into

ded arms. 'If this carries on, it won't be long before they start

elf better' the k

ored expression. She turned away, gazing out of

n' she said after a time. '

ispered. 'I thin

grey stone that made up the buildings that looming over them, built tall and close

about it; hated the common folk, but n

ide the doors. The queen rose first, opening the door and hol

hed them. Above them a few faces of the soldiers that guarded the palace looked down upon her through

to the stables' she to

ajesty' Leo

hind her. Across the hall she saw the king slouching away and through an archway, heading to his bedroom that had bee

s the nearest stairs and lifting the skirt o

palace looked as if it were made of glass, built with many towers, topped with sharp steeples that grew high into the sky like spears. A pale and in some places tra

s palace striking, ornate,

uld call i

gher up the palace stairs, how many levels the palace might ha

ma

ng a little breathless, Miran

stepping down the corridor and heading towards one of the closed doors in s

ithout pause, standing in the doorwa

rs in age. They both glanced up at her

ys alright?

iling, holding a large bright

on the spot with a real soldier's helmet that was far too big for h

, dropping the ball which rolle

. Just stay here and...play or something...' she closed

ridor, heading to her own room where

handmaiden closed her bedroom door swiftly, before returning to her side in silence. Miranda's stared at herself in the m

hate

public. Her natural hair beneath was jet black like both her sons, and short.

he did so, Miranda rose from her seat to stand, pushing her chair back. She removed her gloves slowly, one after the other, reve