Elsa, the new queen, sat on the bench on the balcony just outside of the King's suite. She looked at the foreign town below, she felt so sad. She didn't know that town, she didn't know the people, how could she be a good Queen to them? She and the king had worked things out a little bit, they had decided to 'start over' and try to get to know eachother the right way, but she still didn't trust him. She still didn't want to be with him. She wanted to go back home.
She sighed and wrapped her arms around herself, her dark blue gown a little too tight for her tastes. Her breasts were bulging up over the top of the bodice, as the King liked. Her dark hair was piled on top of her head in curls, she preferred for it to be down. She heard noise from within the suite and turned her head, hoping he would let her stay outside awhile longer.
She sighed and wrapped her arms around herself, her dark blue gown a little too tight for her tastes. Her breasts were bulging up over the top of the bodice, as the King liked. Her dark hair was piled on top of her head in curls, she preferred for it to be down. She heard noise from within the suite and turned her head, hoping he would let her stay outside awhile longer.