The White Queen's Lament
She sits upon her throne, a figure shadowed. The diadem presses down, a heavy burden of obligation. Her glance are filled with a haunting melancholy, a echo of the discord that surrounds her. The fate have dealt a unforgiving hand, and she is left to endure the cost. She sings her lament, a melody of yearning, a whisper carried on the air. The Her