“Hey, have you heard? They say the queen has contracted a rare disease.” Whispers filled the quiet town of Fenix. That afternoon, the townspeople were working together on a construction project that had been ongoing for the past few months. Dark clouds blocked the evening sun, leaving the devastated town in gloom.
“A rare disease? I think the queen is possessed by an evil spirit,” another worker added in a hushed tone.
“Really?”
“Yes. She’s gone mad. My relative works in the palace and said the queen once ate her own excrement!”
“What?! Wow, the queen of Aragon has truly lost her mind!”
“Shhh! Lower your voice!” A royal guard on patrol passed by with a disdainful look. After spitting on the ground, the guard shouted for the workers to get back to their tasks. Once the guard was out of earshot, they resumed their whispering.
“There’s news that the queen has lost the ability to speak. She can’t walk or stand, so she has to be carried everywhere.”
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“That’s so sad. I can’t believe we’re talking about the same queen from two years ago,” one worker said sympathetically.
“I don’t blame her. If I were queen, I’d lose my sanity too.”
“But I’ve heard the current king treats the queen very well, even though she’s become so insane.”
“Hey, watch your mouth. She’s still the Queen of Aragon.” A man with an eye patch approached them. His tone was calm but cold. He put his arm around one of the gossiping workers and patted his shoulder gently.
“Get your hands off me, you freak! Maybe you should use your brain and stop being obsessed with our queen!”
His golden eyes grew weary, and his limp hand rubbed the back of his head as he sighed.
“You’d better watch your mouths. No one knows when another coup like the last one will happen. Remember well what your beloved king did to get to his position.”
“WHAT?! How dare you, you bastard! Do you want to be executed for insulting the king?!”
Indifferently, the man with the golden eyes left the discussion. His shadow vanished into the darkness of a narrow alley, his footsteps silent.
Dear readers, in this story, you will be taken back through time to Aragon five years ago. Hopefully, this time, you can make the right decisions.
Our game begins now.