The White Queen's Lament
She sits upon her seat, a figure stark. The crown presses down, a heavy symbol of duty. Her gaze are filled with a haunting sadness, a mirroring of the turmoil that surrounds her. The fate have dealt a bitter hand, and she is left to contemplate the sacrifice. She sings her song, a melody of loss, a whisper carried on the wind. The Her Majesty is i