Chapter Seven
The King died when the Princess was eighteen. The precocious teenager quickly and easily assumed her royal responsibilities. Thus the Princess became the Queen and it seemed that the many years of thoroughly dominating me, as a Caucasian male, greatly emboldened her and instantly ingrained her with the skills of a firm ruler.
With the word that the wise and militarily respected King had died and that the country was being ruled by a ‘mere’ woman, and a very young one, one of the neighboring countries began to make mischief. With its population comprised mainly of an ancient rival tribe, reports of incursions along the historically disputed border reached the newly crowned Queen.
My Queen responded with an admirable display of authority. She called for a gathering of her m
