The White Queen's Lament
She sits upon her perch, a figure pale. The crown presses down, a heavy weight of duty. Her glance are filled with a piercing despair, a mirroring of the chaos that surrounds her. The fate have dealt a unforgiving hand, and she is left to endure the price. She sings her blues, a melody of loss, a whisper carried on the wind. The White Queen is alon