The Dragon's Tale

r and give their honour to the woman who ride that horse. Wearing long black wide skirt and sleeves with the tight

guards keep bent over her until the horse stop eventually. Then she takes the hoody co

horse. The cold of winter seems doesn't bother her at all. Sh

as cold as the snow that fell yesterday. But her eyes looked fired, burn dozen guards in A

e in there while she is putting her wool

Your Majesty," the guard wh

e field and front line of the castile. And King's room is still far from the front line. The Queen need keeps walking through the is

er has nothing to do with her. She keeps stomping her boot while the wind blows her body stro

ling building. Her existence makes all guards bend over when she passes them. She steps three short stairs which co

o floors ahead. She is in her enthusiastic. But she takes deep long breath when she ar

cold for her. Her smiles getting warm and her steps getting fast. Eventua

opens those doors. "Good morning, My Love!" she spoke

as five inches taller than her,

d suddenly, responding the thin dark pink lips th

turn to warm gaze looking straig

Queen with his hand to the worktable then. "My job!" the

er!" the Queen ans

g since the Queen came. Two of his palm hands

ose words slowly, her white cheek getting red suddenly. And s

into his lap. "You better learn t

mbers, you knew i

derstand. You're the Queen. You need to rule this kingdom," the King s

me as a Queen." Now her eyes start dimmed. The two cou

w, he will not be able to push his w

a little away. He moves toward his bed, "

I los

ow

erine shrugged. She is followin

of that wide white bed shee

I'm the one who worry about you the most." Catherine walks closer toward Christian

n hand. She holds it and put a kiss on it. "I'm w

Wh

't say anything to a

that question over the ti

, she rather moistens her red lips

istian sounded replied to his own questi

t he is trying to calm himself down. He stands up and l

oves the most, Catherine trying to catch her nerves. "This! There is no point for me to learn those rule

will have no descendant. No throne

d just want to start a fight?" the King said it with the grunt. Ev

. "You can pick any! Any girl that you want and r

t closer again. Make Catherine can feel his warm breath in the cold of morning winter while he is sayin

turn into two, and three, then she doesn't know in which second that thin dark pink lips

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