Chapter > 10

Queen Elara descended the grand staircase with regal poise, a vision of grace that captivated every onlooker. The collective gaze of the crowd intensified as she drew near, her proximity unveiling a beauty that transcended the ordinary.

The air seemed to shimmer with an ethereal glow as Elara moved through the crowd. Her striking presence, accentuated by the resplendent blue gown, left a lasting impression on those fortunate enough to witness the queen's descent. The celebration, momentarily hushed in her presence, resumed with a renewed fervor as the enigmatic monarch joined the revelry, a living embodiment of beauty and authority.

Queen Elara, now amidst the lively crowd, became the focal point of admiration and curiosity. The whispers of the crowd intensified As she gracefully navigated through the revelers. Unbeknownst to them, Butler Sam had discreetly instructed the guards to ensure a respectful distance, mindful of the queen's aversion to close contact.

As the celebration continued, a subtle aura of mystery surrounded Elara. The guards, vigilant in their task, created a perimeter that allowed the queen to move freely while maintaining the necessary space that shielded her from potential discomfort.

As everyone is dancing in the ballroom with their partners Queen Elara is talking about business with the Nobel man from other countries.

Nobleman: Your Majesty, it's an honor to be in your kingdom. This celebration is truly magnificent.

Queen Elara: I appreciate your kind words. Now, let us discuss matters of business. How is trade faring in your kingdom?

Nobleman: Quite well, Your Majesty. Our markets have seen steady growth, and we're exploring new trade routes.

Queen Elara: Excellent. The prosperity of our kingdoms is interconnected. I believe in fostering beneficial trade relations.

Nobleman: Your reputation as a shrewd ruler precedes you, Queen Elara. May I inquire about potential collaborations between our realms?

Queen Elara: Certainly. We could explore mutual investments, perhaps in the realm of technology and resources. What are your thoughts?

Nobleman: A strategic alliance would undoubtedly be advantageous for both our kingdoms. I'll convey your proposal to our council.

Queen Elara: Very well. Let us continue this discussion in more detail at a later time. For now, let us enjoy the dance of diplomacy and camaraderie.

Queen Elara, the epitome of regal composure, greeted each guest with grace and listened to their words of business, congratulations, and greetings. Her exterior remained serene, concealing the unease that churned within due to the cursed scar on her back.

As the influx of well-wishers continued, the pain intensified, a silent struggle masked by the queen's Stoic facade. Each interaction became a delicate dance between maintaining appearances and enduring the internal discomfort. Queen Elara, determined to fulfill her duties, bore the burden in silence, the weight of her responsibilities echoing in every carefully chosen word and polite smile.

Butler Sam, keenly observing from a distance, discerned the subtle signs of Queen Elara's discomfort caused by the cursed scar. Understanding the urgency, he gracefully intervened in the ongoing conversations with the guests

Butler Sam: (Approaching discreetly) Your Majesty, there's an urgent matter that requires your attention.

Queen Elara: (Nods) Of course, Sam. What is it?

Butler Sam: (Whispers) Your pain, Your Majesty, it's evident. I'll inform the guests that you have pressing matters to attend to.

Queen Elara: (Grateful) Thank you, then I'll be leaving.

After Delicately informing them that the queen had pressing matters demanding her immediate attention.

The guests, respecting the importance of the queen's duties, nodded understandingly as Butler Sam discreetly guided Queen Elara away from the crowd.

In the quiet moments between the palace walls, Queen Elara, guided by Butler Sam, paused near the entrance to the palace garden. A yearning glance toward the tranquil outdoor expanse conveyed her desire for a brief respite. With a serene yet determined demeanor, she turned to Sam.

Elara: Sam, I'll be in the garden for a while. Please, I need a moment alone.

Respecting her wishes, Butler Sam nodded, leaving Queen Elara to find solace amidst the blooms and shadows of the palace garden, where the whispers of nature could perhaps offer a temporary sanctuary from the burdens she carried.

Alone in the palace garden, Queen Elara gracefully seated herself on a bench, seeking a moment of respite from the relentless pain that accompanied the cursed scar on her back. The cool breeze and the soft rustle of leaves provided a soothing backdrop as she closed her eyes, allowing the quietude of the garden to envelop her.

The regal figure, usually a beacon of strength, now found a brief sanctuary in the embrace of nature. As the minutes passed, Queen Elara, with eyes closed, allowed the tranquility of the garden to ease her pain, if only for a fleeting moment in the midst of her enduring responsibilities.

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