The queen walked to her desk and sat down in her chair. She sat her elbows on the desk; leaning her head down into her hands.
"So darling, tell me about yourself." She smiled as she said this, but her tone was demanding. I felt as if I must obey the words she spoke. I felt I had will of my own. I looked at her, my eyes unsure where to look. I focused on her gorgeous hair. The way the colors matched her eyes. I felt like I was looking at a rainbow after it had just rained in the sky. I breathed in and smiled. I tried to choose my words carefully. I did not want to upset the queen.
"I am 6 years old, your majesty..." She cut me off before I could continue.
"Vera, my name is Vera. You can call me that. I have a feeling I will be getting very close to you, so let's just keep it on a first time basis." She made a half smile. Sh
