Not a Queen

The crown was fabricated of pounded, tarnished silver. It’s rough edges only emphasized the cruel beauty of her royal ensemble. A platinum braid cascaded over her right shoulder, its thick end shackled in an iron clasp. A leather belt held her waist in a tyrannous grasp. Besides her silver crown the only jewelry to decorate the woman was a long-sword hanging from her left hip. A black marble throne rose a hundred feet into the gloom of the cathedral ceiling. Resting on the throne was a small, gold crown. She did not lay claim to the crown or the throne. Why not? Who was she?

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