The White Queen's Lament
She sits upon her perch, a figure stark. The diadem presses down, a heavy symbol of power. Her gaze are filled with a haunting sadness, a mirroring of the chaos that surrounds her. The destiny have dealt a cruel hand, and she is left to accept the price. She sings her song, a melody of yearning, a whisper carried on the wind. The Her Majesty is alo