My spies relayed the following on to me, to which I greatly appreciated. McCullalt raced into the throne room, where Queen Carmeillia was seated on her throne. He bowed before her quickly.
“It is true. Your sister now claims your Queendom. She heads South, with a Native and the Jester. I believe they head for the nearest kingdom of Tetop. There they will surely combine forces...my Queen, we must act fast.” Naturally (in this circumstance), Queen Carmiellia was outraged, made apparent by her sudden morphing into a bird.
“It is time to finish this slut!” she crowed! McCullalt could only nod, and then approached the bird-queen. He whispered something quick, something soothing, and suddenly the Queen returned to her beautiful self.
She stood, sword in hand, and lunged her arm to the sky. All in the castle rushed to the excitement in the throne room, just as she announced, “My subjects, we are going to war!” The crowd, unbelievably, cheered in support! It was several weeks after this exact moment when I was notified, so I had not been advised!
The war was brewing.
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