53: The depths that words can cut

Queen Tamira strode down the hallways to return to her room.  Her wish had been fulfilled after a decade of hoping. Contrary to her expectations, there wasn't an ounce of happiness in her body. 

She didn't know how to feel. Confused and lost over the thoughts of the king and those of the demon princess. She tried to figure out how she could from loving the other in a matter of moments. 

Her thoughts halted. Love? 'No, I don't love her,' she denied her thoughts. 

She knew nothing of the demon princess and refused to believe her heart could grow fond of someone she had only just met. Tamira hugged herself. The steps down the corridor were the longest she had ever taken. Most of them were heavy with thoughts that stressed her out. 

As she made a turn around the corner, she glanced across the hall to find Princess Ameera walking towards her. 

Guilt washed over her body.