The White Queen's Lament
She sits upon her throne, a figure shadowed. The headpiece presses down, a heavy burden of power. Her glance are filled with a deep despair, a echo of the discord that surrounds her. The cards have dealt a bitter hand, and she is left to endure the cost. She sings her lament, a melody of loss, a whisper carried on the breeze. The Her Majesty is los