THE WHITE QUEEN'S LAMENT

She sits upon her seat, a figure stark. The crown presses down, a heavy weight of duty. Her glance are filled with a haunting melancholy, a mirroring of the discord that surrounds her. The destiny have dealt a cruel hand, and she is left to contemplate the cost. She sings her song, a melody of yearning, a whisper carried on the wind. The Queen of H