What is love? What is anger? What is hate? What is lust?
Why is there a thin line between all four?
I stared down at the questions the queen had written on the paper and I felt a headache coming starting from my forehead.
The second she spotted me in the hallways, her usual disdainful attitude was already in full play. She walked past me and then called out to me when she was a few steps away.
“Well? What are you waiting for? An invite?” Her cold voice echoed across the halls and for a few long seconds I stood there in confusion. When the queen was almost out of sight I finally snapped out of my reverie and followed behind her. Jess and Is followed behind me as usual while the queen’s personal maid whom I was beginning to hate walked behind the queen.
We walked to the royal court,
