The Reluctant Queen
“A fly buzzed annoyingly around her flushed cheeks and she flapped it impatiently away. The clink of harness, the clomp and thud of hundreds of tired feet from those walking alongside, pounded ever louder in her ears, making her head ache. She felt hot and sticky and cross, for once uncaring of her appearance, of her rumpled gown and the fact that her dark curls hung in damp tangles instead of shining with their usual luscious richness.
Margot was bored. She longed to be out in the fresh air, galloping across the open countryside, not forced to sit demurely beside her governess breathing in the sweaty stink of horses and baggage mules from the confines of her mother’s litter.
However luxurious, however pretty a shade of green were the plush velvet cushions, it felt very like a prison.
Occasionally some incident would occur to enliven the journey: a brawl or a duel, which Margot always found entertaining. So when she heard the screams and sobs and heart-rending wails coming from some di...stance behind them, she couldn’t resist poking her head out between the curtains to see who was making such a din.MoreLess
Margot was bored. She longed to be out in the fresh air, galloping across the open countryside, not forced to sit demurely beside her governess breathing in the sweaty stink of horses and baggage mules from the confines of her mother’s litter.
However luxurious, however pretty a shade of green were the plush velvet cushions, it felt very like a prison.
Occasionally some incident would occur to enliven the journey: a brawl or a duel, which Margot always found entertaining. So when she heard the screams and sobs and heart-rending wails coming from some di...stance behind them, she couldn’t resist poking her head out between the curtains to see who was making such a din.MoreLess
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